You walked into the trailer, setting the shopping bag full of diapers and wet wipes down, hearing squealing and splashing coming from the bathroom. You weave around a few moving boxes before peeking in, two sets of big brown eyes looking up at you. Eddie looks like a wet dog, his curls covered in soap bubbles. "Thank God you're back.." He says breathlessly as he picks up the small culprit, but not before getting splashed again.