Pretzels get smashed in the carpet on a regular basis. Fortunately they vacuum up fairly easily ...so long as they're not soggy.
Elle takes her sippy-cup of milk into the living room. Contrary to popular belief they do leak...especially when there is a temperature gradient. In other words when cold milk is left out, it warms up and the air inside the container expands creating pressure which then pushes the milk out when the bottle is sitting on it's side.
sidetrack: Here's a fun experiment for you to try... dip the milk cap in your glass of milk, then turn it upside down on the mouth of the milk jug. You will create a milk seal. Within less than a minute the lid will pop up to release the pressure of the warming air inside the jug. Yes, milk really does warm up that fast when left out. Try it! I dare you!
Popcorn has been the one exception and we fully expect it to wind up all over the room. It's a fun treat for the children when we have movie night.
So, recently Hunter took a can of V8 juice into the living room. Yes, my children are weird. They like V8 juice. Ethan liked it so much when he first started eating real food that he would drink it to the point of throwing up. When I was younger, my brothers and I would drink it on a dare.
But I digress....
Hunter set his can on the arm of the couch. This couch is very old and that particular arm is quite saggy. Well, the can tipped over and made a puddle of V8 juice in the arm of the couch. Michael didn't notice it for a while, so of course it had plenty of time to seep down into the padding and elsewhere. Oh, great. I can just hear it now. "I don't want to go to their house. It smells like rotten vegetables." Fantastic.
We slit the arm open and pulled out all of the stuffing. Michael was surprised that the main support structure was cardboard instead of wood. Well, I guess you'd never know otherwise. I let it go for a while, just slit and flapping open. (don't we look trashy? ...ugh!)
The damage on the walls from the baby gate I can't fix. You know the old saying, "The shoemakers wife goes barefoot"? Well, the same could be said of the contractors wife. Don't get me started.
Now kids, PLEASE don't take food into the living room.
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