We had a really nice day on Saturday. The weather was beautiful, and finally no pre-scheduled activities to run to. At least that it was we thought until a phone call from a friend reminding us that Matt's ball practice started, um, now. OK, troops throw on some clothes and grab your shoes, we gotta go! Matthew has had 4 practices so far and I have yet been able to fix my hair, I am always in a hat...just a side note for ya.
Somewhere in the fray, Caitlyn told me that her undies were wet. I told her to go get another pair. This conversation happened yelling down the hall, as we were all rushing to get out the door.
"Mom, I don't think princesses wear panties!"
"UUH, I am pretty sure they do."
"No, I don't think so."
At this point I am trying not to laugh, this is so random.
"Honey, please just get some new panties and come here, we HAVE to go!"
"Well, maybe Snow White has some, I think I have seen them."
Later that day we ended up at Sam's, we were all hungry and decided to eat a most delicious, nutritious lunch at the Sam's Cafe, not really, I usually regret this decision. After pizza by the slice and hot dogs of questionable color, we refilled our drinks for the ride home.
Before I finish this story, I offer an inside to our daily meals. We have not had a SINGLE meal where one of my children has not spilled their drink. I am not exaggerating. Spencer and I have even joked that we need an "Accident Free for XX Days" sign by the dinner table. Of course I would never need to change the number because it would always say ZERO. (It is actually quite frustrating!)
So halfway home a child, who will remain nameless for the sake of avoiding persecution, dropped his 32-ish oz Sam's styrofoam drink.
"Um, mom there is a crack in my cup"
"OK, pass it up here, carefully, so I can toss the soda out he window."
What proceeded to happen was 32 ounces of grape soda being poured from one end of the van to the other. It was not a crack, but indeed the entire bottom portion of the cup was hanging on by a styrofoam thread! It was every where, including my arms and Spencer's lap. Our van smells very fruity and the window is so covered in sticky substance that you can barely roll it down.
Guess what I get to do today?!
5 comments:
OOOOOHHHHHH maaan!!! what a mess!
32 oz, by the way. 32. And it was a shared cup. No way a single small bladdered child of mine is getting his or her own 32 oz soda.
Yikes!!! that's not a fun one to clean up either!!!
one of the doors in our car had soda spilled, and now we have to YANK super hard to get the door open!!!
Kids and soda...gotta love it, or not....
Don't you just loveee grape soda!!!
Ummm.... YIKES!!!! Okay first of all, the panties conversation cracked me up!! I can hear both you saying your sides of the conversation. She is something else- I love it!!
And second of all- good luck with that grape soda accident... that's a mess.
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