So, my friend Stacie linked me up to a new-to-me blog today- Dad gone Mad. She knew I'd appreciate his post from last week about the Beastie Boys, kids, and life lessons, and I did. I liked it so much that I went to see what he'd written this week and almost peed my pants laughing at this post. Seriously- I could. not. stop. laughing. I still can't. I'm laughing while I type!
There was one rather disappointing bit, however. A comment left on the blog indicated the existence of a book about carpet beetles and such, titled Who Munches Carpet? And again, I couldn't stop laughing. I came here to blog about it to y'all and made the sad discovery that no such book appears to exist. Oh, the disappointment! My best guess is that the commenter meant this book, which is about the weird things animals eat, and which includes a section (perhaps- hopefully!) with the carpet munching title.
I'm feelin' great after my laugh, hope you are, too!
Oh, and guess what else?? My darling husband disassembled the toilet for me today in order to clean all pee (*cough*Zion*cough*) out of the hinges. Bathroom doesn't smell like a subway station! AND he did it even though he had actual paid work that needed doing. I swooned a little when I got home. Who knew that cleaning a preschooler's pee out of toilet hinges could take on semi-romantic overtones?? Man, no wonder teenagers think adults are kind of lame and out of touch. I mean, imagine your teenage self and whoever you had a crush on at the time. Would TeenageYou have gone all weak in the knees if Crush had cleaned your toilet? No. TeenageYou would have been mortified (or at least confused), and probably rightly so. After all, "I cleaned your toilet" doesn't exactly have "Dangerous" and "Wants to sweep me off my feet" written all over it...at least not until you're the parent of a small child with bad aim.