We were getting ready to go up to the mall yesterday to buy a camcorder. We have no movies of the Boy's first 11 months of life, but I wanted to be sure we'd have his Birthday preserved for posterity. We go so seldom that when we do go, we try to run every conceivable errand. So one of the many things on our list was to go to home depot and pick up wood to put a rail on the plant shelf, so Mikro doesn't dump 20 pounds of potting soil on my couch... or his head...
So, in aid of that little task, Kevin asked me to measure the shelf...
So genius woman sticks the tape measure up under what she thinks is an empty cup, takes the measurement, and then pulls out the tape. Let's just say the cup wasn't empty. I managed to dump 16 ounces of milk into the fully packed diaper bag, and all over the couch...
My husband watches me getting more and more upset over the soaked diapers, clothing, wallet and checkbook and says:
No use crying over spilt milk!
Of course, when we finally cleaned up and got to the mall, we forgot all about the stupid piece of wood that caused the deluge.
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