Tuesday, June 1, 2010

The Curse of the Couches

For Christmas this past year, we traveled to Boston to visit my husband's brother and his family. The day before we were to fly Jefferson got sick, but we made the decision to travel anyway. Bad decision. At least for my in-laws' new couch. The first evening we were there, Jefferson said he wasn't feeling well, went over and sat on the couch... and proceeded to throw up all over it. My sister-in-law was very gracious about it, but, well, let's just say we won't be surprised if they don't invite us back soon.

This past weekend we visited Brett's parents for Memorial Day. On the last day of our visit, just about 15 minutes before we were set to leave, Eleanor sat down on Grandma Bunny's couch to read a book... and promptly peed all over it (the couch. Not the book.). Grandma Bunny is not, let us say, the breezy type. And she was already upset about a dish Ellie had accidentally dropped and broken the day before. Bunny tried to be gracious, but needless to say, I'm not sure we'll be invited back there, either.

My question is, what are my kids going to do to MY couch now?


  1. Nothing. It's Murphy's Law. They only pee/vomit/spill stuff on couches that belong to uptight and/or single people who don't "get it".

  2. My house policy is that there is nothing we possess that could or should ever be more important than the feelings of a small child. So if kids come over and it gets broken, messy, whatever, we pretty much can roll with it................DeAnne

  3. Poop. Or boogers. Or, as in the case of my 7 year old, scissors. Yes, I said my 7 year old and yes, I said scissors!!!- Amy