We took a second load of boxes over to the other house today. My in-laws drove up yesterday and today with their truck to haul boxes of stuff. I am blessed to have such loving and helpful in-laws.
On the way back today, the kids and I were talking about their early memories. Amy brought up something that happened when she was 3. We all had a great laugh about the silliness of the event. Here's what happened.
I was working full time then and my mom babysat Amy for me. Amy had been potty trained for about 4 months and didn't have accidents. That morning, my younger sisters tied up the bathrooms at my mom's house while they were getting ready to go out. Amy waited and waited for the bathroom. By the time my sisters were finished primping, Amy had wet her underpants. She was embarrassed. I had not sent along any spare panties because she didn't have accidents. (Some things are learned the hard way.) My mom washed the panties and placed them in the dryer. It was at this point that mom discovered that the dryer was broken.
Amy was embarrassed to not be wearing underwear. She didn't make a fuss, but became very quiet and sat on the floor because she didn't want anyone to discover her situation. After a few minutes of playing around with the dryer, my mom threw the panties into the microwave. The panties got hot, but they didn't dry. Always an outside-the-box thinker, my mom then placed the panties in the oven.
Mom felt bad about Amy's accident and decided to read some books to distract Amy while waiting for the panties to dry. I'm sure you know what happened. The two of them got involved in the books and forgot about the baking underwear. When they finally remembered, the panties were burnt. Mom called my dad at work and asked him to run to the store and purchase new panties. Dad left work and ran to the store.
When I arrived at Mom's house to pick up Amy after work, my mom took me aside and quietly explained what happened. She warned me not to mention the situation to Amy, because she didn't want Amy to be uncomfortable.
Amy and I gathered up her belongings and got into the car. I thought that the situation was hilarious and after 10 minutes, I could not contain myself any longer. I turned to Amy and said, "So Grandma fried your underwear today." Amy and I burst out laughing and enjoyed a good rendition of the song spoof on McDonald's.
"McDonald's is my kind of place,
They serve me rattlesnakes,
Dill pickles up my nose,
French fries between my toes.
The last time I went there,
They fried my underwear,
McDonald's is my kind of place."
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