of course....

Ever since we were married, our bedspread has been this hideous, ugly, plaid, bed-in-a-bag thing that has been puked and peed on (by the children, not us!) and has been looking pretty worn out. So I decided to fork out close to 100 buckaroos that I saved for this bedspread I fell in love with at Walmart. That is a WHOOOOOLE lot of money for something so frivolous but it was GREEN (my favorite color!) and Barry liked it too! So it has been on our bed for a few months now, and I have been a total nazi about keeping it clean. Everyone has to have a towel or blanket over their lap if they eat something, and the children are not allowed (if I catch them in time) to have any kind of food item on my bed.

So today, I needed to get a piece of gum out of the diaper bag to help ease my queasiness and I put the bag on the bedspread. And then I got ready. And then I picked up the diaper bag. And guess what was in that blasted bag? A bottle of PURPLE cough medicine I threw in  for Jaye, and the lid was just barely unscrewed... and viola! The bedspread nazi, of course, was the one to cause the first huge PURPLE spill on the blanket.

It cost us FOUR dollars just to wash it at the laundromat! FOUR DOLLARS!!! And TWO more to dry it! How about you take my house and children for payment too! SHEESH! But on the upside... at least my bedspread won't be coughing anytime soon.

Interesting version...

Grayson wanted to "read" a book to Jaye. She picked out "Goodnight Moon" and the story went a little something like this.

Goodnight moon.
Goodnight red balloon.
Goodnight mittens.
Goodnight kittens.
...And the bunny jumped out of bed. And he jumped on the nightstand and onto the floor. And then his mommy got mad and she came in and spanked him because he tried to get out of his room.
The end.

Shows you how traumatic bedtime is at our house.