Monday, January 23, 2012


Today while I was cleaning the kitchen, I heard wails in the living room.  It sounded serious- not a "You took my toy," or "You are mean!" cry, so I went running.  Annie was standing by the couch, mouth wide open and howling, and Maddie was hiding in a corner of the room.  I picked Annie up and cuddled her on the couch.

That's when my lap started feeling warm.  Really warm.  And a little soggy.

Uh oh.

Whether I had picked up Annie mid-accident, or my picking her up got things going, I don't know.  What I do know is in addition to stripping Annie's lower half and taking care of the usual puddle on the floor, I needed to do the same thing to me and the couch.


As I was throwing some soggy laundry into the washing machine, I realized it had been a while since I've been peed on.  It's not something that I think about very often, but I appreciate the lack of bodily fluids on me all the same.

1 comment:

Jory A said...

I can totally appreciate every word of this post :)Ian is a peeing machine.