My house smells like Christmas exploded.

Peach came to me crying and sounding congested saying, "I need a bandaid for my nose!"

I told her we just use tissues for our nostrils, not bandaids.  Her crying increased to near-deafening levels as she insisted she needed a bandaid because her nose hurt.

She had used the entire bottle.  

My house smells like Christmas exploded.

When questioned she said, "Biscuit told me to do it."

Thank goodness my awesome friend Sarah suggested coconut oil to help remove it from her hands, face and nostrils.  It's like twins 2.0 with these girls.