Crying Over Spilled Milk
Today is not a good day for milk. I know that sounds like a very dramatic and maybe even judgmental statement. But hear me out before you decide that I am an anti-bovine milk hater. Because I am not. I love milk. Usually.
This morning Phillip dropped a gallon of milk on the floor. The sound of it woke me up and sent me to the kitchen to see what was happening. The jug had slipped out of his grasp and the impact of it hitting the floor made it burst a seam. The result? A milk lake. All over the kitchen floor. And on part of the carpet adjoining the kitchen floor. Did I also mention it was about 6am? "I'll take care of it," I murmured sleepily. Phillip put towels on the lake until I could finish prying open my eyelids enough to see what I was doing.
Fast forward to lunch time. Both girls are drinking milk with their lunch. Violet drops her entire glass of milk all over the floor and all over the dog, who was haunting them for scraps. Now my dog doesn't just smell like wet dog, which is possibly one of the most revolting smells known to man. Now she smells like wet dog who bathed in milk. Disgusting.
Fast forward again 5 minutes. Ivy accidentally spilled her full cup of milk. I could not believe it. "Is this a joke?" I thought. "How is this possible???" This was the 3rd humongous milk lake of the day.
I am the only one in the family who hasn't spilled milk today. I don't know what is going on. But seriously. Today is not a good day for milk.
This morning Phillip dropped a gallon of milk on the floor. The sound of it woke me up and sent me to the kitchen to see what was happening. The jug had slipped out of his grasp and the impact of it hitting the floor made it burst a seam. The result? A milk lake. All over the kitchen floor. And on part of the carpet adjoining the kitchen floor. Did I also mention it was about 6am? "I'll take care of it," I murmured sleepily. Phillip put towels on the lake until I could finish prying open my eyelids enough to see what I was doing.
Fast forward to lunch time. Both girls are drinking milk with their lunch. Violet drops her entire glass of milk all over the floor and all over the dog, who was haunting them for scraps. Now my dog doesn't just smell like wet dog, which is possibly one of the most revolting smells known to man. Now she smells like wet dog who bathed in milk. Disgusting.
Fast forward again 5 minutes. Ivy accidentally spilled her full cup of milk. I could not believe it. "Is this a joke?" I thought. "How is this possible???" This was the 3rd humongous milk lake of the day.
I am the only one in the family who hasn't spilled milk today. I don't know what is going on. But seriously. Today is not a good day for milk.
Milk is the worst thing to clean up! Maybe you should stick with water for the rest of today.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry I am late for this... unless you didn't clean up any of the spills. You could've taken a beauty bath in it, Cleopatra style.
ReplyDeleteCan you see yourself frolicking on the kitchen floor, smothering your skin with milk to achieve that velvety finish that Mark Anthony fell for? Although.. I think Cleo used donkey's milk.
Now only your dog will have the skin of an empress instead of a princess.