Mom Comment: It has occurred to me that life with Bear would be ever so much easier without ANY blankets, sheets, towels or any other fabric type things….
Me: (Carrying MY blankets to be washed)
Bear: Blankets!!!!! (Launches at blankets trailing behind me)
Me:(Sigh)
Tramp: And just when I thought it was going to be a boring afternoon.
Bear: (Standing on tail of one blanket, grabbing a second blanket and PULLS backwards)
Me: The only saving grace right now is the fact that the blanket you are standing on is still moving.
Bear: Mom! I love them!
Me: Don't get attached, you aren't getting them (finally getting to the washer)
Bear: Mom!!! I need more blankets!! Mine is messed up!
Me: If by messed up you mean "smells funny" these are going to smell the same way. (Feeds a couple blankets into washer, drops the rest into the basket in front of the washer. Pulls utility room door mostly closed)
Bear: (Squeezing between my legs and climbs into the basket, grabs one and starts backing out the way he came)
Me: Oh no you don't (steps on blanket)
Bear: Mother!
Me: (Scooting Bear out of the room, closes door all the way)
Bear: (Puts paw under door and starts rattling it)
Me: Really?
Bear: But, Blankets!!
Me: Bear, I am positive I have enough duct tape to keep you on the ceiling for the rest of the day if you don't stop!
Tramp: Dude! He got a duct tape threat…
Lady: I knew is was just matter of time….
Betsy: Can I watch?????
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