Getting into Trouble

I guess I should have checked sooner when I heard Baby K upstairs by herself squealing. She just came downstairs with her head and shirt soaking wet and carrying a spray bottle with water in it. Luke often uses it in the morning to wet his hair down and apparently Baby K got ahold of it and figured out how to spray it. She sat here on the floor for the longest time just squirting herself in the face - it was like she couldn't quite figure out how she kept getting wet but then would laugh about it.