"I'm going to cook brats in the crock pot today for supper." Thus says my darling husband.
"UGH...I forgot to clean it(I never do that!) before I left for Lilly's chorus trip. That was Feb. 5th." I mention.
"Why did you do that?" Hubby queries with disgust and disbelief.
"I didn't mean to forget...that is why it's called forgetting!!" (actual retort was not this clever)
"Hey, didn't we buy a new one for your birthday?" Hubby remembers.
"Yes. Yes we did. We can just throw the old one away WITHOUT CLEANING IT." I said happily knowing that we had completely used the old crock pot up. Both handles and the lid were broken. DON'T judge me!!
Hubby then stops at the corner grocery to get the brats. Lilly happily tells my lovely neighbor, Jennifer, that we will be throwing away our crock pot because it is gross and we didn't want to clean it.
Why did we have children again? Oh yeah, to keep us transparent when the blog just isn't enough. Please don't ever prod my child for information, she is as private as her mum.