Wednesday, September 8, 2010

For my demanding Fan base

I have some very needy fans. Seriously. They demand more frequent posting than once a month. I think they need help. But they are also a little scary so I try to appease them.
I am currently too busy to post.
Too busy watching the hair on my toes grow (yes-it's true, I have hair growing on my toes).
So I will just leave you with this little story that happened this morning.
Well it started a few weeks ago when our vacuum broke. More specifically it broke on a Friday afternoon right before we had two different groups of company coming over. Did I mention we have a dog?
I asked Everette to look at the vacuum, and he promised he would. But he too was busy. Busy, working, and hanging shelves in the laundry room, and planting lettuce in the garden. Clearly, nothing important.
So fast forward two weeks to Labor Day weekend, and our floor is approaching dirty gas station outdoor bathroom status.. which is dirty--even for me.
Everette finally begins to take the vacuum apart. Upon which he discovers a GIGANTIC..and I mean gigantic, and totally disgusting ball of dirt and dog hair, with a few of my hairs to tie it all up nice and tight clogging the hose attachment, cutting down on the suction of the whole operation.
Everette detached  the hose from the vacuum and attempted to dislodge the ball by shoving a broom handle through the hose. The ball would not dislodge.
Not until Everette broke it apart with a screwdriver could he plunge it with the broom handle. It was beyond gross. I told Everette he was my hero, and asked him if he would have my love child. He informed me that we had already crossed that bridge and we proceeded to clean all the filters and start fresh.
This morning I was reassembling the vacuum so I could sweep my grody floors.  I found I was missing one important piece. I was pretty confident that Jonathan had moved it somewhere, but I was less than confident in his ability to recall where said piece was left. You would not believe the Jonathan-directed-treasure hunts I have been on in search of a lost sippy cup.
So I continued to scour the downstairs. After a while, I figured I wouldn't be out much if I asked him, at this point I had already sent myself on a wild goose chase.
So I held up another piece that looked similar and asked Jonathan if he had seen it.
"yes" was his reply.
Not too suprised (He ALWAYS says yes)
I asked him where he put it.
In the most casual, matter-of-fact way any toddler can muster, he said, "I put it in the car" and he tossed his hand causally in the direction of his Cozy Coupe.
Skeptical,  I headed over there. But as I leaned over, sure enough! There was the missing piece.
You just never know.

1 comment:

amberbahler said...

This makes me laugh. Emerson can't talk but he remembers where things are MUCH better than I do. Tonight at dinner he ate a little of everything on the table and then began pointing at the fridge and grunting. Eventually, Brock was kind enough to get him down, follow him to the fridge, at which time he opened the fridge and immediately pulled out a container of rice, his favorite food!
Of course, when my Iphone wouldn't work right for 3 months and we knew he had done something with my previous phone, it couldn't be found but 2 days after I got a new phone, BAM, there it was!