Family

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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

smell this

The other day while we were sitting in the living room, B points to the pants he was wearing and says to me, “I think these need to be washed.” His statement was almost immediately followed with, “Smell them.”

Normally, I would wrinkle my nose, tighten my mouth and vigorously shake my head. Instead, I got up from my chair walked over to him and smelled his pants. He was right. They desperately needed to be washed. However, I wasn’t in the mood to do laundry, so I shrugged my shoulders and sat back down, way across the room.

Then he says, “Really?”
I shrugged my shoulders again and turned back to my book.

Next time, no actual evidence will be required. If he says something needs to be washed, I'll demand he remove the offending article immediately.