Nov 25th, 2008
Cleaning the Car
This morning I decided to clean the car at the Brown Bear with the boys. It was so messy I couldn’t take anymore. In the back seat there were toys, clothes, CDs, stale goldfish crackers, oat squares and shredded wheat, a tennis racket, a baseball bat, books – you get the picture.
I don’t know why I decided to do it with both boys. I let them out of their seats and they immediately crawled in front while I was trying to clean (and drink the coffee I had just bought.) I managed to get the front clean and then had to crawl over them into the back. Finally I corralled them into the way back and got the whole thing vacuumed out.
When I got back into the drivers seat and turned the car the windshield wipers were on, the hazards were on, the turn signal was on, the radio was blasting static and all the stations had been erased, both mirrors were messed up, all the interior lights were on and review mirror was pointed at the ceiling. Nice work boys 