In lieu of a real post, and recognizing Alicat's comment last time as #14, I bring you another one of these:
15. You have done three loads of laundry in a single night, each consisting entirely of bedclothes, pyjamas and vomit.
We'll return to regular blog posts soon, I promise.*
*Promise not valid in all jurisdictions. Including this one.
9 comments:
Gah. Enough with the vomit, already*. Who do you think you are, Scaryduck?
wyecksmt - a prolonged bout of tummy bugs
*No doubt you're saying the same thing. Hope the winter flu leaves your house soon, never to return.
And if you're up late doing said laundry, you're probably fortunate enough for it to include crayons (which, of course you realize only after melting them in the dryer) :o)
hwnsw -- a word worth the bar of soap!
Anna - thank goodness *that* has never happened at Chateau Ricardipus... yet.
Dawn - it wasn't a recent event, but certainly a memorable one.
There's something to be said for being childless. A clean house and spare cash for cameras....right, I'll just slink off into the corner then...Don't mind me....
you know if you're a parent when, as you empty the washing machine, you find that all the clothes are covered in white fluff due to a child leaving a tissue in one of their pockets, as well as a fistful of sweet wrappers.
You know you're the parent of a teenager when you discover that she's done the wash... and put all of your "lay flat to dry" and "hang to dry" garments in the dryer and hung up all of your "tumble dry" garments up to stretch irretrievably out of shape.
And lost one of each of most of your pairs of sock. Which is what you call it when one is missing. A pair of sock.
Zoe, I can do you one better. Somehow a new disposable diaper got slipped into the washing machine. Millions of grossly swollen gel balls exploded onto all of the clothes and the washer. Not a pretty sight, and horrible to clean up.
Anna, my husband left a red contractors crayon in his pocket that made it to our drier. Ruined an entire load of laundry including some new Ann Taylor pants I had splurged on and was washing for the first time.
Sorry - nother vomit one. In response to the phrase 'I think I'm going to be sick', when uttered by an offspring in a public place, the most appropriate thing to do is cup your hands under offending child's mouth - to catch the vom while en route to public toilet
Ugh. I've done this to prevent it getting on the carpet.
Yeeeurgh(TM).
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