Friday, December 17, 2010

Orange You Glad I Didn't Say Banana?

The other night, after standing at the kitchen sink for an hour, doing dishes from the weekend (the ones that don't fit in the dishwasher), I headed to the basement to work on laundry. I was down there for about 10 minutes. I switched the loads, started a load and folded the clean laundry. While doing this, I could hear squeals of joy while Micah and Lincoln were playing upstairs. Bounce bounce...it sounded like they were playing catch.

When I finished, I headed back upstairs and I noticed a smell. Wow, I thought, that lemon dish soap is strong! It smelt very, very citrusy. (Is that even a word?) I went into the front room and "stick, stick", my feet were sticking to the hardwood floor as I walked. "What happened in here?" I exclaimed. "Why is the floor all sticky?!" Wynter quietly says, "Micah and Lincoln were playing catch...with an orange."