Ronald McDonald and her crown

When my husband began renovating our master bathroom, we had to relocate all our toiletries. Because we were short on boxes, I ended up storing a lot of them in Christmas gift bags. I sorted by his stuff, my stuff, small appliances and medical stuff.

For about 9 months we stored those bags on top of a dog crate in our bedroom. The only thing more ghetto than actually looking for Icy Hot in a Snoopy Christmas gift bag is having to look at the Snoopy Christmas gift bag every day for 9 months. Not to mention there are no child proof locks on the Snoopy Christmas gift bag so we periodically get to pick up random toiletries around the house.

My husband finally got tired of that so he shoved several of the bags under the sink in the hall bathroom recently. He thinks this works fine because he rarely menstruates. Those of us that do find it difficult to locate feminine hygiene products with the large volume of crap now balanced precariously under there. But that's okay. I'll just store them on the back of the toilet from now on. I know how much my husband enjoys reading the Tampax box while he uses the bathroom.

Earlier today, our children discovered the new hiding place for the gift bags:

The newest 4 year old even found a tube of lipstick in the bottom of one and asked if she could put some on. I figured if I hadn't missed it in 10 1/2 months she could have it. Here's what "some" looks like:

Note the large chunk hanging off Ronald McDonald's upper lip there. She did go ahead and rub the chunk in but she declined the Kleenex I offered her for blotting. I guess she failed to see the need to blot something so perfect. It's also possible she failed to see the humor in posting this to the Internet:

Oh, well.


witchypoo said...

Uh huh! I always enjoy seeing photos which will humiliate the kids when they turn into those pesky teens.
I'm still not allowed to show anyone the adorable shot of Dances with Explosives while he was on the potty.

childlife said...

I'm so glad you blog. I figure since your family pulls this kind of stuff on a regular basis, that there has to be more out there who just aren't talking. Somehow it makes things at my address seem much more sane... or at least possessing a commonplace variety of derangement.

Shan said...

I've had a similarly made up face at my house as well. Love the pictures.

a happier girl said...

witchypoo - Dances with Explosives sounds pretty intriguing.

childlife - Oh I'm fairly certain most of America has equivalent levels of wackyness too.

shan - Thanks. I think she's destroyed every tube of lipstick I own at this point.

Trenches of Mommyhood said...

That cracked me up. And reminded me that I need to take more pictures to capture those kinds of "precious" moments!

a happier girl said...

Thanks. I haven't been taking as many pictures lately as a I usually do. Things have been a little out of sorts lately. I hope to return to capturing more of the "precious" moments as you so accurately described them.

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