Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Where Markers Go To Hide

Yesterday I was coloring with the kids at the kitchen table, sporting my new denim skirt, re-creating a Monet print, and thoroughly enjoying the moments with the kids. When it was time to clean up, I ran around the dining room and kitchen in search of the blue marker top THAT I JUST HAD IN MY HAND!!!! Where the heck was it? Had I tossed it in the trash? Was it under the fridge? Did the cat eat it?

Oh no.

Fast forward about 20 minutes when I stood up from the couch and felt something falling out of my underwear! For real! I have no idea how it got there. I amaze myself sometimes.

4 comments:

Lisa said...

Thank you for that story Delena, I needed that. You crack me up, no pun intended ;)

Dawn said...

You're so funny. :)

Julie said...

LOL!!!

Julie

Miss said...

I don't know if its scarrier that it ENDED up there...

or that it hung out in your underwear for 20 minutes and you DIDN'T feel it!!

;)