The official story is that The Girl was carrying a (large, opened) bottle of Johnson & Johnson's, and The Baby ran smack dab into her. Poof. The most delicious smelling mushroom cloud ever.
The more likely story? I left the bathroom door open (again) and The Baby got powder-happy.
It's called the Shark Cordless Pet Perfect Hand Vac, but I call it Powder (and Cheerio, and Dorito and that dadgum dehydrated intant mashed potato flake stuff Jeremy buys) Purgatory.
*ed note. This post is in no way sponsored or endorsed by Shark clean-up products. But, you know, I'm open to ideas. Reviews. Test products. Whathaveyou. Lord knows that thing can't hold out long against my brood. Also, this post isn't sponsored by Johnson's, either. Although, come to think of it, it would be nice to affiliate myself with them. Seeing as how we're fresh out of Calming Lavender and Chamomile Baby Powder.