Soup-y Bed Sheets
I sat here in bed, in pjs still, hair rumpled, and blankets askew, hungrily catching up on my favorite blogs. Suddenly, the delicious smells of lunch waft upstairs and kidlets rush into the room on a mission.
"Daddy asked if you want lunch in bed?"
"Sure," I say, feeling slightly lazy for still hanging around in bed at midday.
A few moments later, they rush in with tray full of flatware and napkins. "What's all this?" I ask.
"We are ALL going to have lunch in your bed," they giggle.
A little uncertain whether I want crumbs along with the incessant shedding dog hair in our bed, I ask what we are having for lunch.
PB and Li'l Man gleefully shout, "Grilled cheese and tomato soup!"
Um, hello. Change of plan. What the hell is CG thinking sending munchkins into our bed with tomato soup. I tell them lunch WILL be downstairs, and disappointedly, they trudge downstairs.
In the kitchen, I ask CG where his mindset was. He says dopedly, "The sheets are red." Yes, he's right there, but the carpet is mother-fudging white.
Men can be so obtuse sometimes! Crackers are bad enough, but TOMATO SOUP!
P.S. The tomato soup turned out to be red pepper, but still just as red.
"Daddy asked if you want lunch in bed?"
"Sure," I say, feeling slightly lazy for still hanging around in bed at midday.
A few moments later, they rush in with tray full of flatware and napkins. "What's all this?" I ask.
"We are ALL going to have lunch in your bed," they giggle.
A little uncertain whether I want crumbs along with the incessant shedding dog hair in our bed, I ask what we are having for lunch.
PB and Li'l Man gleefully shout, "Grilled cheese and tomato soup!"
Um, hello. Change of plan. What the hell is CG thinking sending munchkins into our bed with tomato soup. I tell them lunch WILL be downstairs, and disappointedly, they trudge downstairs.
In the kitchen, I ask CG where his mindset was. He says dopedly, "The sheets are red." Yes, he's right there, but the carpet is mother-fudging white.
Men can be so obtuse sometimes! Crackers are bad enough, but TOMATO SOUP!
P.S. The tomato soup turned out to be red pepper, but still just as red.
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