Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Mostly Wordless Whining

I'm not entirely sure how my husband spilled coffee on the ceiling


Manic Mommy said...

I would guess that my children visited, unbeknownst to either of us.

Julie said...

I would probably not want to know, to be honest. Because WTF? For real? Coffee? On the ceiling?

Liz Lancs said...

It must be a man-thing.

I came home from work once to ketchup on the ceiling. He knew he'd done it, but decided to leave it there rather than get a ladder and a damp cloth.