I've asked nicely. I've begged. I've pleaded. I've even resorted to shouting to try to get my kids to check their pockets before putting clothing in the washing machine. Until yesterday, the biggest offender has been chapstick and chewing gum. Today, I'm humiliated to admit that I - and only I - was responsible for washing my ipod nano in the pocket of my workout hoodie.
Surprisingly, there are many, many hits when I google, "Help! I washed my ipod!"
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