Bathing with army men (what used to be only a fantasy)…

Tub

Each night I like to relax in my big tub.  Bubbles, the chandelier, a good book… but last night as I was ready to collapse from a long day, I was met with the shrapnel left from Brady’s bath just before mine.

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