This morning I was blessed to talk to wonderful friends and neighbors and spend some time with one of my best friends and then talk to one of my others on the phone. She said something about laundry and I jumped up to put mine into the dryer (before I forgot again).
When I opened the dryer door, I found and hollow crayon wrapper and this:
It's my favorite dress and it is ruined. Anyone have Martha Stewart on speed dial? I bet she knows how to fix it.
Maybe no one will notice...
What bugging me the most if how wrinkled it is. I put it in the dryer to get the wrinkles out and then left it in there. This was just all FAIL from the start.
I have to admit, I cried a little. BUT I only cried a little!
Because it's just a dress. And she has other cute ones. And I'm trying to keep my perspective. The only other things in the dryer were my 2 year old's and either aren't noticeable or are underclothes. At least it wasn't one of Mr. Small House's work shirts!
This is leading to the second part of this post. I need nicknames for my kids. I avoided it at first because everybody does it and I try to fool myself into believing I'm an original sometimes. But now I get it. Writing my son, the 6 year old, the 2 year old, the baby, or my oldest/youngest daughter gets REALLY tiring. But how does one go about choosing names? I feel like I'm picking out Spice Girls names: whiny spice, gurgly spice, brainy spice, messy spice, "If I have to tell you one more time" spice, and my favorite: gassy spice.....
The possibilities are immense and overwhelming.