Two of my children, who shall remain anonymous, still occasionally wet the bed at night. Fortunately, it is occasionally; but since it is occasionally, I don't make them wear the dreaded, babyish Pull-Ups at night. So when they wake up wet, much laundry ensues.Usually I don't mind; eh - it reminds me to wash their bedding! But this week: one child woke up wet Monday. The other child came to our bed in the middle of the night on Wednesday, and, horror of horrors, wet our precious Heavenly Bed. Then, Thursday night, the piece de resistance: one child woke up at midnight, wet, changed, went to ANOTHER bed, and woke up wet in that bed TOO.
AAAAAAAAAAAARGH. Sometimes it's just the sheets that are wet, but yesterday it was EVERYTHING...blankets, comforters, the whole shebang. The washing machine asked to join a union.
Last night I poo pooed everyone's feelings, and made them wear Pull Ups, grumbling and all. Of course they woke up bone dry.
So - come on over and spend the night! All of my bedding is EXCEEDINGLY clean. Although I may make you wear a Pull Up.
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And now for a gander at these gorgeous, gem-hued skinny jeans I will not wear for a very, very, very long time:
Ah well. I'm kind of enjoying eating everything that isn't nailed down.
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