so, the story is: presley and i having a great afternoon today- i am actually getting some laundry done and am feeling pretty productive. i step out of the laundry room to find my daughter in the pantry- i am pretty sure the only thing she can get her hands on are wrapped up paper towels, closed trash bags and a container of batteries. (wow, all of these things now seem pretty dangerous) anyway, none of those things my child found. she went for the left over party confetti. not just one bag- no 3 bags of it. i am still not sure how she got it open- all over the floor. the dust buster could barely pick up the balloon pieces not to mention the swirly things and dots. wet paper towels did most of the job. why do they even make that stuff? the worst part of it is- i know my husband comes home and looks around like- what have you been doing all day?
Monday, May 19, 2008
damn confetti
although presley's birthday was last month, there are still remnants of it lingering around the house. the sombrero's make a nightly appearance, the fiesta star has yet to make it to the trash can. yet, the most annoying and i am sure was probably told by my mother not to get, confetti- reared it's ugly head today. not just any confetti- confetti with balloons, swirls and the smallest dots i have ever seen.
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