When we went looking to find a mouthwash that was targeted towards kids, we came across Inspector Hector. At first glance, this stuff looks amazing. The kids use it before they brush their teeth and it turns the plaque blue so that they know where to brush. Great idea. Unless you have a son like Peyton, my little human hurricane.
A few days before we bought the mouthwash, Cale had been pestering Peyton. Nothing new, but he had Peyton freaked out about ghosts. Cale would toss something across the room when Peyton wasn't looking and Cale would tell him that the ghost did it. Or he would hide Peyton's toys and again, it was that pesky ghost. Anytime a curtain moved or there was a noise, Peyton was convinced that it was this ghost - Cale was greatly amused by this.
So we go and buy the mouthwash and a couple of days later, I walk in to use their bathroom - BIG MISTAKE. The bathmat ... blue. Shower curtain ... blue. Sink, floor, and inside the toilet ... blue. And not like a pretty cobalt blue, this is electric/neon blue.
Peyton is playing with his cars in the living room and I ask him to come into the bathroom and tell me what had happened.
He looks at me and says, that's right, you guessed it. "The ghost did it". How he could keep a straight face saying that, knowing that his rear-end was blue because he apparently sat in it, is beyond me.
I just looked at him and asked him if the ghost really did it and he said, "No. Do I get timeout now?"
At least he knew the end result of this little escapade. And just to let you know, that blue doesn't come out. Ever. The bathroom still looks like we have squished smurf all over the place.
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