I was making a mix of my favorite juices. Cranberry and Grape. They were both frozen, and needed to thaw. Thus the reason for setting them on the counter. I told Dallen and Payton, "DO NOT TOUCH THESE. I'M MAKING JUICE, THESE NEED TO THAW. IF YOU TOUCH THEM I WILL BITE YOU!" (not really, but you get the idea.) We've done this before, not usually a problem. Well after about 20 minutes Payton had noticed that the grape juice was already open. Thinking this was a major problem that could off set the time he would receive this good juice, he thought it an emergency, and that I absolutely need to be made aware of the situation at once. He took it upon him self to do the job. He picked that open can of grape juice and brought it to me in the living room.
And THIS, my friends, is After:
4 comments:
niiiiice!
Dude...you gotta hook me up with some of that stuff!
This is your Auntie Mindy, I just saw you on DeAnnas' list and am glad you are not private so I can see your blog! Hope everything is going well with your sweet family. Aunt Mindy
I should be a door-to-door salesman! I am sure I could sell ANYTHING, because people would want to support the short-bus-riders of America!
They may even make posts about how "funny" I was on their blog!
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