So Spring Break is over and normal life has returned. We had a great week and did a lot of fun things together. It was a good week for me not having a schedule and to just enjoy the kiddos. I am finally coming out of my "new mom" fog for good mainly because the Morgan girl has slept through the night the last two nights!!!!!!!! I hate to jinx her because the last time I said this on Facebook she had a horrible night the next night.
Ok, to the title of this post. I am reminding you all to do a mandatory pocket check before washing any clothes. I know you all probably do this anyway, but if you do not there could be severe consequences. While on Spring Break we took a trip to see Daddy at work. There is a man there that has LOADS of candy in his desk. I'm not even kidding. I would be 300 pounds if I worked there. He took the boys in and let them pick out anything they want. They both picked a pack of gum. They thought they were hot stuff having their own pack of gum instead of mooching off of me. They strutted around with it in their pockets all day. You see where this is going, don't you? No, I did not do a pocket check. Reece's gum made it out of his shorts he took them off. Ethan's did not. So I washed an entire pack of gum. Did I catch the mistake when switching to the dryer? Nope. I think it must have still been in the shorts after the washer. When I went to open the dryer (our BRAND NEW DRYER) there it was. The entire drum of the dryer was lined with gum. This totally tops washing the Pull-Up. It was a sight. I about fainted. The first thing I did was think about how glad I was that Scott didn't open it before me because I am notorious for doing these kind of bonehead things (although he did spill his drink ON MORGAN at dinner the other night & I found ice in her pants when we were leaving the restaurant). I spent the next hour and a half cleaning the dryer with peanut butter. The clothes did have a nice spearmint smell, though.
Consider yourself reminded. CHECK THE POCKETS!!
I'll leave you today with a song I heard Reece singing Morgan. He usually sings "Morrrr---gan, the girl girl" to the tune of Frosty the Snowman but yesterday it was something different.
Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep little Morgan. It is library time, it is time to go to sleep.
I feel the same way about reading, dude.
On a side note...I was looking for a picture of a pocket to put on this post and found that one that's a purse. I cracked up because I had several purses made out of jeans pockets as a kid so I had to use it.
3 comments:
I've had this happen to me, Jen! However, the gum didn't make it to the dryer! No fun!!
I can't believe there was any gum left by the end of the day... what's the fun of having your own pack if you don't chew it all? Oh, and you should totally bring back the jean purse. Songbird lives in Conway... she probably has one you can borrow.
I washed a blue crayon that Anna had stuck in her pocket when we left a restaurant. I, too, put the whole thing in the dryer without noticing anything. When I finally got the load out, the entire load of laundry was marked with blue.
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