Mystery…
Sep 3, 2009 Uncategorized
When I opened the door to our apartment yesterday morning, there was a pair of pink little girls’ panties on our doorstep…
It freaked me out a little bit. I mean, it’s not like someone could have just dropped them there on their way to the laundry room: my door step is not on the walking path. It would have had to be deposited there… But why? By who?
I see two possible solutions:
- Someone who knows we have a kid thought it was ours, forgotten in the laundry room, so they dropped it there. Seems unlikely as we have a 2-year-old boy and they were size 4-6 pink panties, but hey, some people are clueless.
- I did laundry the night before. And when I came home the last time, I had to put my basked down to chase after the cat, who always tries to run away whenever we open the door. So maybe I grabbed the panties with my laundry, or it got caught under the basket, and it fell on the doorstep. It’s the most logical explanation, but it is flawed since the people who did laundry before me (I used the same washers as them) don’t have a little girl. Their boy is still in diapers. So if the panties were leftovers from their laundry, then I don’t really want to know why they own them… And if they’re not, then how did they end up on/in my basket?
In any case, I took the panties back to the laundry room. We do have 6-year-old girls on our floor, so I suspect it must belong to one of them. As for how they landed on my doorstep, I will probably never know!
Expression of the week…
Sep 1, 2009 Family life
I am putting my son to bed and as usual, I ask him if he had a nice day. Instead of answering right away like he usually does, he says “Hmmm…” as he is concentrating hard, as evidenced by his frowned eyebrows and his intense look. Finally, he goes:
- I think so…
This has since become the expression of the week. When asked, last night, if he helped Daddy clean up, he answered “I think so!”.
In other news, he has also become weary of the dark. We have both blinds and a curtain on his bedroom window, as either by itself does not block enough light (there is a lamp post very close to his window). Well now when we put him to bed, he always asks us to open the curtain, and the first thing he usually asks me in the morning is to open the blinds. Let’s hope it won’t evolve in a full-on fear of the dark! I would rather avoid the bad nightmare situation…