I was at the dinning room table (around the left from the fridge there) and here comes Abigail all powdery white. Mom: "What have you been doing Abigail?" Abigail: "I didn't do anything," was her reply. She loves the flour and the laundry powder. She managed this in about 7 minutes. Oh, what fun and why do they have to be so cute when they misbehave?