Sunday, November 29, 2009

Unfortunate

Well, who in the world could this be?


Dear Elmo,
I'm terribly sorry. I know your tag specifies "surface washable only," but at my house, if you get peed on and you fit in the washing machine, you go in the washing machine.

I know I should have intervened before the unthinkable happened, but there is only so much a mom can do when her four-year-old declares today "no pants day" to her two-year-old brother, who promptly sees all the wisdom in his sister's statement and none at all in his mother's protests.

I should have been more suspicious the first time said two-year-old came out of the only room where "no pants day" was being celebrated (his own) with only a shirt on. Instead, I diligently set to work denying yet another sign that we are approaching the dreaded potty training stage with this nearly three-year-old and just put a clean diaper back on him.

It only went downhill from there, I know. Again, I'm sorry. But look on the bright side. You survived. All of it. You look great coming out of the washing machine. And anyone who can be happy about singing this song was probably singing in the washing machine as well. Give me a little credit. At least I knew better than to put you in the dryer.

Love,
My kids' mom
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2 comments:

Ellen said...

Thanks for the fun details and the song at the end. I loved it.

Ellen said...

Thanks for the fun details and the song at the end. I loved it.