 | Milk Is A 4-Letter Word |
They say no crying over spilt milk. Is that for the kids or the moms? And who says?! Milk has spilled in my house more times than I can count. And as my rage boils and I think of the mildew and ick getting stuck under the fridge, under the cabinets or soaked in the placemats, I’m reminded of the no-worries phraseology. I hate the phrase!
And I know it only takes a few minutes to clean up, and after it’s cleaned I’m always wondering why I freaked. But at the time, all I can think is “ugh! ickk! why? again! for the love ….!” And maybe some other choice words come into play.
And yes, on top it all off, I know the milk probably wouldn’t have even spilled if I wouldn’t have been on my computer and would have just gotten the gallon for my guy in the first place. Double whammy. Double blood boil!
Why are the little things always the biggest freakouts? Maybe because they’ve already happened a million times. Maybe because we intuitively knew they were gonna happen. Maybe because milk is a four-letter word and a good cry does a body good.
Am I the only Mommy Monster when the milk hits the floor? What’s your melting point?
For me it is when the kiddos spill juice. It never fails and it’s usually because mom is on the computer and like you said I should have served it for them. It seems to be a daily occurance at our home and this just remeinds me that I need to make sure to have it ahead of time in order to avoid this problem!
Sticky juice irks too! Irk, where did that come from? 
The day I wrote this my guy had pulled a whole gallon of soy milk from top fridge, and no cap on the milk for some reason that day. Went everywhere! Oh, those little fingers. Good luck to both of us
Dude. The milk spills make me insane in the membrane. Can’t. Stand. It. I feel like it’s really tough to clean…and it always, 100% of the time, happens the DAY the floors were washed.
Everyday I hope to be a little more like my yellow lab, Teddy. He loves everything, everybody, and is only occasionally stressed by escalators.
