True story everyone, I was just depantsed by my one-year-old. I know it sounds impossible, and yet it actually happened.
I was defrosting some chicken in the microwave and accidentally blew it up...the meat, not the microwave.
Seeing the destruction, I bent over the microwave, took the large, glass, greasy circular thingy in my left hand and wiped up a whole glob of slimy chicken mess in my right.
That's when I felt it. A slight tug on the back of my knees. Then the tug became a pull and the pull started to crawl away, and before I knew it I was standing bent over my microwave with both hands full of slime and my, apparently too baggy, capri's around my ankles.
Luckily little P crawled away, so I was finally free to move without knocking him over. Oh to be a fly on the wall as I shuffled, hands full and pants down, to my kitchen sink.
9 years ago
6 comments:
That is wonderful!!!! OH to be that fly! Seriously a great story!
Ha ha ha! That's awful. First of all I hate handling raw chicken. Then to have it all over your microwave and hands and be suddenly very exposed definitely puts you in an interesting situation. Bet he did it on purpose!
Hilarious! Don't you just love the glamor of being a mother??
forget the fly, I want that picture for blackmailing!!! does it mean you lost weight? Go you!
I think the silver lining in all of this, is that your capris were TOO LOOSE... now that's a good thing. :)
You tell the greatest stories.
Awesome. {How did I not see this little treasure first?} I miss that little P... smart little one you got there, pants & escape... love it.
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