Kajsa

Ditching P.E. again!

"Oh what fun it is to ditch on every single A day..."

I'm probably gonna catch myself up on Firefight a little or make myself start writing for the contest--if I'm gonna win, I gotta actually write something, right?

So the other day, my older brother was in the basement playing Halo on the new X-Box (that I have yet to play...). We have a little kitchenette down there. We also have a toddler who loves to get his devious little hands on any sugar he can find. And we also have somebody who forgot that ice cream goes in the freezer instead of the fridge. So the toddler, Crew, found the ice cream in the fridge (after eating a few handfuls of leftover Christmas Jell-O, mind you), and decided that he wanted a scoop. I don't know how exactly it happened, as I wasn't down there, but the ice cream spilled everywhere. And Dallin, who was so into his gaming that he didn't even know the kid was down there, knew nothing of this ruckus. I came downstairs probably 6-7 minutes after this happened (if I had to guess, as the ice cream had stopped dripping from the counter onto the tile floor) to call Dallin upstairs for dinner. Aaaaaand I saw a toddler, soaked in ice cream, holding onto a barstool for dear life with the sticky, vanilla mess splattered everywhere (though not on the carpet, thank the heavens). And he smiled at me, pleasantly licking his ice-cream-mustache, and promptly informed me, "The kitty's licking the mess off the floor!" And then I saw Oslo, my new kitten, licking the ice cream puddles. Anyway, we got the cat and the toddler and the kitchenette cleaned up before we ate our simple dinner of chicken tenders, extremely good mashed potatoes, and green beans (I know, weird combination). I'm still upset about it, but I know it'll be a laughing stock soon. Hahaha.

Do y'all have any little trouble-seeking siblings?