Hi, my friends.
Yeah. It's true. I made my mom cry today, but really, it wasn't all my fault.
We woke up this morning and there were ants crawling all over the kitchen countertop. A little spray of RAID, the can was left on the counter so the ants could see they really didn't need to crawl around there any more....and the problem was solved sort of solved.
Next. Bunk beds. Our baseball players and all their friends have gone home, so it's time to straighten up our little guest house. They were very neat and tidy, but we had to change out the linens, right? We HATE to make top bunks. Mommy got on the internet because she was sure some smart 30-something mom had figured this out. Nope. The best trick was not to put on a top sheet, but we already knew that trick. We made all the other beds (only two) and left the bunks. Can't face it today. Because while she was out getting a new pretty bedspread, I pee-peed by the front door. oops. Not my fault. Daddy didn't take me out while she was gone. Mom takes me out best. So not really Dad's fault either. Daddy changed my peepee pad but didn't tape it down. Mommy almost slipped when she came in with her packages. Not my fault.
So while mommy was on her hands and knees taping down my pad, she discovered that the slipcover on the chair wasn't looking very nice along the bottom. Like maybe some peepee had splashed up on it sometime? So....she ripped off the slipcover and is washing it with all the bed linens. Wasn't it lucky that she was already doing laundry? Some things just work out perfectly I always say.
Before she tossed the cover in the washer, she let me go outside. (Remember, she does it best, right?) I went out. I let myself back in right away (I can work the screen door...I gave you a tutorial here but don't read that post too closely because obviously my bathroom habits have changed in the past couple years).....and promptly pooped on the carpet.
I actually heard her scream....
although it sounded more like 'FREDDY! NO!' to my deaf ears.
And then she cried.
It was 10:30 in the morning.
She really should have saved the tears for later.
There is still so much day left!!!