Baking Soda Apocalypse

Last night, the girls got into the big bag of baking soda I keep in the kitchen for cleaning. It all started innocently enough, with scooping from bag to bowl keeping them occupied while I made dinner. They even swept when they were done.

When we thought they were done.

 We didn't know that Maxine sneaked a tin full of baking soda into the playroom.

I don't know what she was playing, but with everything covered in white dust, it looked like a crazy post apocalyptic scene, right down to the discarded household objects and clothing.