One of the ongoing mysteries of my life is why my son cannot place trash into the trash can.
This is sequel Mystery of Why The Laundry Does Not Get Placed Into the Hamper and is being sold with Why The Dirty Dishes Relax In the Sink as Opposed to The Say, Oh, I Don’t Know, The Dishwasher.
It’s a mystery that can keep me up at night. A mental page-turner, if you will.
So as I was saying good night to Young Ladrinka last week, I spotted this candy wrapper and snapped a picture. And then I had to turn the light back on to get a clearer shot and he asked me what I was doing.
“I’m gathering photographic evidence,” I explained. Because he has the right to know.
“You’re going to put it on Twitter or on your blog, right?” he asked. “Because you think then I’ll feel embarrassed and pick it up.”
“Why would you be embarrassed?”
“Because you’ll be like ooh, look, other moms! My son’s candy wrapper! And they’ll be oh, ha ha, my son does that too!”
“So maybe you should pick it up then, in order to prevent the humiliation.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I don’t care what you post on your blog, I’m not going to read it.”
I may have to rent a billboard.
One year ago ...
- The Other Gift Buying Guide - 2013