The other day I was using dish soap outside to clean high chairs. I left the soap only for a few moments to run inside. Of course when I returned Michael was squeezing it on the porch and his hand. So I made him lick his hand. He didn't much mind. The funny part is for the next couple of minutes each time he tried to talk bubbles came out of his mouth. WOOPS! I didn't know he put that much soap on his hand. We all had a good laugh. YES MOM, he was just fine.
