Just a Little Bit of History Repeating

So many, many moons ago (think 1991), my little brother created his own snow storm inside his bedroom using baby powder. I was 12 at the time, but I still remember clearly walking into his room and seeing him squeezing the powder bottle with glee through a dusty white plum of the stuff. Given this memory, you would think I would have been more careful where I left the powder after the kids bath tonight, but...

Apparently, poor Pluto had the dusting of a lifetime. I vacuumed everything up as best as I could. Including vacuuming Pluto himself, but when I tossed him across the room into the toy bin he still made a puff of powder when he landed.