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Saturday, September 27, 2003

a minor household disaster

We have just been getting ready for an outing. Since C didn't get to have her party today, and she feels OK, I thought we'd go to the zoo and do some other fun stuff in the city, armed with Kleenex and antibacterial wipes. So we were getting ready to go, and LT had just poured a sippy-cup-with-valve of soda for his sister, when she dropped it on the floor. In case you've never done this, let me just tell you that it has a spectacular effect. There was a sprinkler -- a veritable rocket-engine blast of soda flying from the dining area across the living room. Ordinarily when we spill soda, we wipe it up and shrug because we drink diet soda*, which isn't sticky ("At least it's diet" is nearing catchphrase status in our household). However, this WOULD have to happen with LT's new favorite -- that nasty vile Tropical Sprite Remix, which isn't available in a diet version. So I had this GEYSER of basically flavored, carbonated sugar water spraying across my house. After three moppings I can still feel it on the floor, and the kids are watching You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown while I vent about the experience in my diary so I can avoid grumbling about it all day. ;) I will have to give the floor a few more goings-over before we leave, or we will come home to a houseful of ants. At least it's hardwood and not carpet, I suppose.



OK, I feel much better now. This is the kind of story I'm almost afraid to share with people who haven't had children yet; it may turn them off the idea altogether. ;-)



*Note: Please do not send me ill-informed, poorly researched aspartame-will-give-you-MS-or-make-you-grow-horns-and-claws-and-die-in-agony-DIE-DIE-DIE research stories. Thank you very much.

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