The Bathroom Incident

So we've all seen the pictures, here is the story... I fed the kids and cleaned up after them, and finally sat down to enjoy my breakfast.  I saw the two of them go into my bedroom but I wasn't too worried.  Our bedroom and bathroom are baby-proofed, and I had finally put a lock on my bathroom cabinet because Marc recently discovered all my glass-bottled perfume.  Usually if they go in there, Emmery turns on the radio and they have a little dance party.
After a few minutes I realized just how quiet it actually was.  So I walked into my bathroom, turned the corner and saw this...

I swear the box was sitting exactly like that!  I couldn't have staged it better.  I choked back my laughter and sprinted out of the room to get the camera.  They continued on, not really aware that what they were doing was at all funny.

Emmery just kept saying she was "fixing" him.  He sat there patiently while I laughed and took pictures.

I just can't believe he sat there and let her wrap them around his hands and feet, his forehead, his neck.  I think he finally decided he was done so he got up and started walking out the bathroom door.  Then he turned around and walked towards me... "Help?" and he reached out his hands.  Awww.  So I peeled them  off.