too quiet

I just went to the basement to start a load of laundry.

Lost in thought about the things I need to do before little B arrives, I didn't notice that the house was quiet.

Maybe a little too quiet.

I didn't notice until I was climbing the basement steps and coming up to the kitchen.

Fear, dread, and an overall sense of foreboding filled me.

I quickly went in search of Jasper and found him. Stark naked (definitely NOT the way I left him). Sitting in the bathroom sink. With water gushing all over. Smiling proudly and saying,

"Wook mommy!! I's a swimmin'!!!"

Water cascading all over, the bathroom floor flooding, a clean pile of laundry that I had left in the bathroom now soaked and ruined, and all I can do is cry laugh and grab the camera.

fyi- I did turn the faucet off before grabbing the camera. Hence, you don't get the joy of seeing waterfalls of water flooding my bathroom.