Grouting. Grouting?

A little while ago I was putting away laundry in Cody's room, and noticed it was suspiciously quiet. I called out, "Cody? What are you up to?" His reply: "I was concerned that your bathroom was too slippery, so I am just grouting the tiles! This grout is as soft as marshmallows!"

Grouting?!

I just decided not to investigate. There are some things a mother doesn't need to know. To add to the potential horror, I then queried, "What about your sister?" And he shouted, "Oh, Mom, she's in the toilet!"

Sadly, that I could not ignore.