Clare's afternoon ritual goes something like this:
1. Request to watch the latest "Fetch" show that has taped on the DVR in the loft. (Side note: she would also like to be a contestant on the show...if anyone out there has a connection for her.)
2. Ask for a piece of gum.
And I believe that is how I stepped on something sticky in the loft the other day.
Behold, gum in the carpet!
Thankfully it came out. To do so, I placed an ice pack on the spot for a good 30 minutes or so. The gum was easy to pull off once it was cold.
And now I'm a bad mom because I keep telling her we don't have any gum...