The other night when my husband returned home with the boys it was pretty late. They were exhausted from the car ride home and jumped into their beds only to fall asleep within minutes of their heads hitting the pilllows. Brett crawled his campfire-scented body into bed with me and chuckled to himself "hee hee, your car looks like a bomb went off in it". "Yeah, right" I said, thinking nothing more of this statement because there is no way my husband would've been driving around in a messy car, it is one of his pet peeves. And so, I go to sleep, inhaling the campfire smell eminating from him, glad he is home safe, thinking nothing about my car.
My thoughts returned again to that statement the next morning when Wyatt ran back in the house after "getting something" out of the car (I'm thinking Gameboy) with a full bag of french fries. He thought he was going to pick up right where he left off the night before, I guess, and finish those fries. "No, no, no, you are NOT going to eat those fries" I said, although I was amazed that they looked incredibly fresh for being over 14 hours old (there is our first clue that we shouldn't eat those fast food fries, anything that doesn't change appearance or grow mold within a year of purchase-yeah, we should be a little scared of that). Anyway, if Wyatt goes and retrieves a bag of fries out of my car, what else is in there?
Exhibit A
My thoughts returned again to that statement the next morning when Wyatt ran back in the house after "getting something" out of the car (I'm thinking Gameboy) with a full bag of french fries. He thought he was going to pick up right where he left off the night before, I guess, and finish those fries. "No, no, no, you are NOT going to eat those fries" I said, although I was amazed that they looked incredibly fresh for being over 14 hours old (there is our first clue that we shouldn't eat those fast food fries, anything that doesn't change appearance or grow mold within a year of purchase-yeah, we should be a little scared of that). Anyway, if Wyatt goes and retrieves a bag of fries out of my car, what else is in there?
Exhibit A
Exhibit B
Exhibit C
Exhibit D
The one that gets me wondering, how in the world did those shoes get wedged between the seat and the door?
If they weren't so cute, they'd be grounded!
Guess who isn't using my car for road trips anymore?
9 comments:
omg! that DOES look like a bomb went off in there!
Holy crap!!! Guess who's spending the day cleaning out the car?!?!
I'd leave it as it is. Those fries and all those supplies may come in handy if you get stuck in the wilderness while driving home from the mall.
U. Jack here: Did my last response get to you. If not, greeting from Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, Africa, the earth.
I heard they found french fries in Tutankamuns tomb. They were a little stale.
Also? My car looks like that at least once a week.
Bawhahahahahaha you poor thing. Ground his ass!
Bawhahahahahaha you poor thing. Ground his ass!
I'm thinking hubby is busted!
Um...yeah, it really does look like a bomb went off...those little devils. :)
Glad that they're all back safe and sound, though.
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