conuly

I was going to make crumble. Come the morning, I didn't see the cherries, so I figured the girls ate them. Cherries are yummy. I went to the store and bought berries instead. Jenn didn't get any crumble, so she figured we just filled it with cherries galore.

This week we realized she'd lost the leotards and tights. Searched the whole house. Found them, finally, squished in a corner in a bag... with the rotting cherries all on top. Ew. Ew, ew, ew!

We can't just buy new leotards tomorrow, as all close-by dance stores are closed on Sunday (seriously), so they're soaking now. Pre-treated them first, and this, ladies and gentlemen, is how I learned that laundry soap and water creates an exothermic reaction.

Truly, you learn something new each and every day.

(I also learned that if you rub some into the crotch of your pajama shorts because they're a little smelly and you may as well wash 'em with the leotard and tights and all, the only smell left once the soap gets done with it will be incredibly rancid. OMG. How could it smell worse with soap? And it's not that it smelled of soap and the soap smells bad. It smelled like ammonia, which makes sense, but it didn't stink like that before!)