A short time later, I walked by the kitchen sink and saw the green lid. I asked my husband why it was still in the sink...I mean...it had human pee in it less than an hour ago...surely he had taken soap to it...surely he wouldn't have just dumped it and put it in the sink next to other dishes that we eat off of. He paused before saying yes. Naturally, my answer was in the pause, and not in the "yes". My grown adult husband...who is highly educated...nationally respected in his field...and who had the good sense to marry me, thinks it's acceptable to keep things that had pee in them in the kitchen sink until I can get to them. There's not enough Lysol in the world to save me now.
R.I.P. Dreams of Barbies, and dollhouses, and not having to check everything remotely container-like for signs of possible puddles of pee...
Thanks for all this!!!! Be sure to swing by for dinner some time...I sure do "owe ya" one! I'll be sure to leave the cooking up to the two boys that you've so generously blessed me with!
(Bring Your Own Hand-Sanitizer)
And eat at your own risk.
Hope you like boogers, farts, and having hard plastic cowboy dolls thrown at your head.
Jen...who was completely unprepared for all of this...