Moms Can Do Stupid Things Too

A few Sundays ago after we had made it home from church, Andersen was at the hospital so it was just me trying to calm the after-church-hunger-frenzy. Trying to be a good Mom I decided to fix the boys' favorite, Mac'n Cheese. I finally have it all dished up, the boys are chowing down and I can finally save Coolidge from his car seat meltdown. When I lifted him out of his car seat he had a 5lb. soaking diaper on so I decided to change him before feeding him. Since I changed him in the living room I didn't want to just leave the dirty diaper lying on the floor in there, but he had reached an ear-splitting decibel level trying to tell me that if I didn't feed him right that second he would die, so I lobbed the diaper towards the kitchen. Now, any one who knows me well, knows that I am not a basketball player (that's why I ran Cross Country), and that my hand-eye coordination is a little lacking. To make the shot that I attempted, successfully, one would have to throw the diaper from their knees, over a couch, over our dinning room table, and bank it off the refrigerator for it to successfully reach the kitchen. As you may have guessed, I fell a few feet short. The unfortunate part of my failure was that the diaper successfully made DIRECT contact with Campbell's bowl of Mac'n Cheese, and yes, Mac'n Cheese does EXPLODE when bombed by a loaded 5lb. diaper! As you can see by the pictures below I did manage to get one thing into the kitchen--half of Campbell's Mac'n Cheese.


Of course we all burst into laughter at the sight of Campbell covered in Mac'n Cheese, but the clean up was not so funny, at least not to me. The boys thought it was pretty cool that I had to clean up my own mess. I am STILL finding cheese sauce on the walls.