When Laundry Attacks

I turned my back. For five minutes.

Maybe it was to check email. Maybe it was to instant message Bobbi.  Maybe it was to pee.

Okay, possibly all three.  And maybe it was ten minutes.

The Tackler's handiwork..

When I finished, I found this:

The Tackler had taken my piles of Laundry To Be Sorted and thrown them over the second story railing above to the hallway below.

And this is why laundry is typically sequestered away in a No Tackler Zone.   Luckily, the clean and the sorted laundry – the latter a much larger pile – was hidden.

Also, no Lil Diva’s or Mothers About to Tie Up Their Children were harmed in the tossing of them.

This time.

Disclaimer: The throwing of any object over the balcony railing is forbidden. He knows this and until hitting the Terrible Three and a Half Phase, had obeyed it.  However, Lil Diva has dabbled in this activity recently and is now “teaching” him what not to do…


About Kelly K @ Dances with Chaos

Kelly K has learned the five steps to surviving of motherhood: 1) Don't get mad. Grab your camera. 2) Take a photograph. 3) Blog about it. 4) Laugh. 5) Repeat. She shares these tales at Dances with Chaos in order to preserve what tiny amount of sanity remains. You can also find her on her sister blog, Writing with Chaos (www.writingwithchaos.com) sharing memoir and engaging in her true love: fiction writing. It's cheaper than therapy.
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  1. Pingback: Friday’s “What the frack?” moment: The Removal, Reexamination, Review, and Reinsertion or Rejection of Food | Dances with Chaos

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