Corey and I were downstairs trying to knock out all of the laundry and pack for our upcoming trip to Utah and Disneyland. The kids were upstairs playing, laughing and seemingly being their normal crazy selves together.....then it got quiet. Like, something really bad happened, quiet. Sure enough, we hear little foot steps coming down the stairs and the kids said to us very timidly, "Moose ate the couch...." Not the words that parents want to hear. We went upstairs to check out the damage. Oi vey! I swear these kids!!! They said that they were having the dogs chase after a laser light and I guess held it in one spot on the couch 2 seconds too long and Moose was GOING to get that little red light. He is such a dummy! I will have to say, even though I was extremely ticked off because we can't afford a new couch at the time, and these just keep getting more and more torn up as the years go by, both of the kiddos stepped up and told the truth right away instead of waiting for us to find it on our own. So they got lectured and had to do some extra chores, which they did without complaint. I have to keep telling myself that it could have been a lot worse, at least the position of the rip can be hidden by rearranging the furniture.
Arizona Road Tripin'
1 year ago