It's okay you can laugh.
My little sister blamed it on my hair color. I'm sure you know how the first picture happened, but it really wasn't a blonde moment. We ran out of dishwasher detergent and this has happened before. I just use a couple tablespoons of baking soda and a squirt of dish soap. Only this time, I was on the phone and trying to keep Dawson out of the dishwasher and basically doing too many things at once....and well I squirted the dish soap a little too much and I looked at it and thought, "Hmmm, it will probably be okay."
As you can see by the picture, it was a little too much soap, but my floor is really clean now!
I just got out the mop and used all the soap suds to my advantage.This second picture did not create such happy feelings. I was doing the laundry and of course carrying my baby in one arm and the laundry basket in the other. I'm still not sure how I did this, but as I walked toward my washer, the basket bumped into my shelf of neatly stacked rows of canned goods.
I heard a loud noise like breaking glass as I walked past and turned around slowly. It was a jar of Elderberry syrup--do you think I could have picked anything stickier?
The moral of this post is, Go mop your floor before the floor-mopping fates strike again!
I hope you don't think this means I'm messy--I mean my floors are always clean enough to eat off of--at least that's what 11 month old Dawson thinks!
