Okay, boot camp plans are waiting to be finalized with Foreman...sooo until we sit down again and chat about things I won't have any information or details to share. So in the meantime here's an embarrassing story that happened last week.
At our house we typically sit down to eat dinner as a family every night unless we are over at friends' houses or having pizza night. What is it about pizza that makes me feel like it should not be eaten at the dinner table?
Anyway we were eating dinner Friday night at the table when my youngest pipes up to her Dad, "Mom couldn't make any laundry detergent today so I didn't get to stir it!"
So here's the deal I make our laundry detergent. In fact I love to make it, we save money and it makes the whole house smell so nice! I had planned to make it that day and had announced to her that she could help however, I couldn't find one key tool that I needed...
"Awww, what happened," he asked her.
"We couldn't find Mommy's big spoon! We looked everywhere today, no spoon."
True, I have a long spoon that I use only for making laundry detergent.
"The big white spoon?" one of my older kids asked.
"Yes, have you seen it?" I asked
"No" was everyone's response
Then my husband looks at me and without thinking (or maybe on purpose) says "did you check upstairs?"
The only rooms upstairs are a bathroom and our bedroom!!! AAAAACCCKKK! What is he saying...we've never even used that thing...
The confused looks on the kids faces were followed by "Why would the big spoon be upstairs?"
Can I crawl under the table? Am I blushing?
To which he replied oh so calmly with,
"I don't know, you're Mom and I are always finding stuff you kids have carried up to the bathroom with you and left there."
Then he gave me a quick wink and a sly grin...he thinks he's funny
Thankfully there weren't anymore questions and the color in my face did return to normal.
We did find the big spoon nestled in the laundry room right there in the huge bucket I normally use, it had the lid on it and I never put it in there, apparently my little one had hid it in there several weeks before and consequently forgot about it.
If that's where his mind went when he thought of the big laundry spoon, maybe I should get rid of the spoon and start buying my detergent!
Hope everyone is having a great week so far. :-)
Sass
LoL Sassafrass, yep, think I would ditch the spoon if I were you!
ReplyDeleteSorry I didn't get to comment on your earlier post. I love that you are planning boot camp together and the way you have decided to approach it. Wishing you all the best with the planning.
Hugs
Roz
Thanks, Roz. Yeah, the spoon is missing again ;). So good to hear from you. Email me sometime so we can chat?
ReplyDeleteLol! That is a totally cute story!! Yah, you got watch out for the sly husbands who like to sneak little inside jokes or comments by everyone else! :)
ReplyDeleteHow cool that you know how to make laundry detergent? I so admire that - I barely just get my laundry done and put away....
hugs,
Cali
Cali, I said I like to make detergent but I hate doing laundry :). Yes, he thinks he's funny.
DeleteSass
OMG my neighbour has Barney today " Do you hit her"...I was just giving him a know-it-all look, and he proudly said, " Sometimes yes"...Good grief, consider yourself lucky it was only kids and he had a back up answer!!
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, btw ditch the spoon.
Oh, no I definitely would have crawled under our porch. :o lucky for me no close neighbors.
DeleteSass
We make our own laundry detergent too. :). But yeah, I'd start buying it if I were you! ;). Sorry I haven't checked in before now. The Duke put a blogging restriction on, and is starting to loosen a bit. I wasn't ignoring your return, promise. :). Welcome!e,back.
ReplyDelete{{{hugs}}} EsMay
EsMay, I didn't think that for one second, I am glad you stopped by though. Yes, the spoon is MIA, now if I can get rid of that loopy-thingy we'll be good, well...my mouth probably won't be as nice. Sometimes all it takes is a couple of quick swats and a threat and I'm sweet a pie...sorta. :-)
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