15 Nov
Fear
So, here’s what scares me these days. Every so often, I find an errant sippy cup somewhere – in the car, under the couch, in the corner of a toy box, somewhere – a sippy cup that once contained milk, but now contains something else entirely. Something chunky and disgusting that smells absolutely evil. I am afraid to open these sippy cups. Here are two that have been sitting on my kitchen counter for a week, I think. Ew.
One of these days, I will gather the courage to open them, confront the evil inside, and destroy it with lots of hot water and dish soap. But not today.
You are braver than I ever was. When I found those types of cups….I just tossed them. Wasteful, I know, but it was either toss the cups or toss my cookies.
November 16th, 2007 at 12:52 pmI hear you. My husband suggested that, actually. He accidentally opened one once, and I think it scarred him for life. Mommyhood is not for the faint of heart, that’s for sure.
November 16th, 2007 at 2:06 pm