A couple Sundays ago I went upstairs to do something and left Anna downstairs and the bathroom door open. I came down the stairs to see her with her little flannel blanket in hand, dunking it up and down in the toilet.
Of course when she heard and saw me, she squealed happily and came running at me with it. "Here you go, Mommy!"
Much like she presented me with a coffee mug this morning--the one I'd left in reach with a bit of cold coffee left in it. That would be why we got the super-stain-protected carpet. I'm happy to report it is doing its job so far.