Today was one of those days that you just want to get to the end of it as fast as possible and put it behind you. I have a lot on my mind anyways concerning an issue that I will talk about at a later post (no, I'm not prego), but then there was the green crayon incident. I always wear things with pockets. Pockets keep my massive wad of kleenexes at hand for any nasty drippage, they are where I stash the little pieces of barbie shoes and polly pocket accessories that the twins have managed to snag and put in their mouths, and they are where I put that fateful green crayon bit that William was chewing on the other day. I forgot about that green crayon bit until I opened the dryer and there splashed across my entire wardrobe were green dots of wax permanently embedded in my shirts, pants, unmentionables, and socks. It was like that crayon massacred my clothes - but instead of them bleeding red, they were bleeding alien green.
On the up side of my day, William took his first 5 steps across the living room tonight. That alone was enough to wipe that green crayon gloom away. I was so proud of him!
1 comment:
Flippin devil crayons!!! That stinks big time! On the other hand, GO WILLIAM!!!! Little mans getting all big and bad now- he's got to learn to run away from the girls! What's wrong by the way? You prob. really are pregnant huh? I told you Carls gotta get it snipped off!!
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