It was especially toasty and humid here today.  I tried to stay out at the pool for as long as possible, but Wyatt got bored. 

We came home and Wyatt managed to get into several bottles of shampoo, lotion, and make-up by snaking his hands underneath some cabinet doors with not-so-effective plastic safety locks on them.  It only takes a few minutes for him to squeeze an entire bottle of shampoo into a bowl and start spreading it across the counter with a toothbrush.  Still, I'm very happy (pathetically proud) that he put the goo into a bowl and not all over the carpet.  Anyway, sad to say, this scenario happened twice today.  I didn't put the lotions far enough back into the cupboards and maybe his arms are longer than I thought.

After that, he did his usual thing where he fills up the kitchen sink with water and takes every single piece of flatware, plasticware, and measuring spoon/cups and throws them into the sink.  In an unusual twist, he varied his routine by then attempting to sit in the sink.  I think he knew that his bulk would displace the water in a satisfyingly splashy overflow.  But before he could complete his scientific experiment, I put a halt to it.

When my husband got home, Wyatt indicated that he wanted a bath!  Wyatt hasn't willingly wanted anything to do with a bathtub for months and months.  So my husband gave him a nice long bubble bath.