T.N.T.

T.N.T.: that's Thomas, Natalie, and Tyler. Together they are downright explosive. Let me call your attention to a few details in this photo: the hand soap on the counter, the plunger in the toilet, the mischievous looks on each of their cherubic (devilish?) little faces. . . All of these things will play into the story I am about to tell.

One Sunday evening we had several families over for dinner. After the meal, the adults swapped silly stories in the kitchen while all the kids did who knows what, who knows where. As long as there was no screaming, bleeding, or vomiting, we parents were happy. At one point someone sensed a disturbance in the force in the area of the downstairs bathroom. We all gathered around to see T.N.T. with guilty looks on their faces and water all over the place. What took place was a mystery until Thomas 'fessed up to his mom the next day. Apparently it all started when Tyler dropped a small car in the toilet. Natalie tried to get it out with the plunger, to no avail. They realized that someone was going to have to reach in to the toilet to retrieve the car, so they pumped several ounces of hand soap into the commode to sanitize it. The car came out, but they realized that if they plunged the soapy toilet water it would make bubbles. Yahoo! That is what they were doing when they were discovered, making toilet bubbles. Ah, T.N.T. Any two of them together is dangerous, but all three united is a force to be reckoned with.