I have a bag. A good bag. A really, really good bag.
Technically it’s a diaper bag, but it only ever really rarely actually holds diapers*. Instead it holds my three or four notebooks**, my pens, my wallet, my glasses, my camera, my Flip, stickers, a book for the kids, my phone, sunscreen, more sunscreen, Aquafor, more pens, some old candies, a pacifier, often my laptop, and anything M or the kids want me to carry for them***.
Including, sometimes, their left over milk containers.
Which don’t usually spill.
Except for this last one.
I honestly can’t remember the last time we went to McDonald’s (before tonight, because that doesn’t count, it has nothing to do with this story and I’m only including that fact in the interest of full disclosure.) Sometime in the middle of last week maybe****. As we left Little L handed me her milk chug, and I, thinking that it was still sealed shut, threw it into my bag.
I fully intended to put the milk chug into the fridge as soon as we got home, but I promptly forgot about it, and I didn’t remember I had even put it in the darn bag until I pulled it out this morning as I was trying to shove my laptop into it’s space.
Even then I didn’t notice the bottle had been opened. Or that it had leaked all over my bag. All over all that clutter at the bottom of my bag. All over my precious notebooks, pens, and stuff.
Did I mention that it was almost 100F over the weekend?
I have had old milk sitting in my bag, all over my stuff, for the last 4 to 5 days, in the torrid heat.
So I apologize. That smell that’s been bothering you all day? That’s my bag. I’ll be getting a new one in the morning. Because sometimes it’s no use crying over spilt milk, not even when it has spilled inside your really, really good bag, all over your precious stuff.
* I keep the diapers in the car, or on the baby, where they’re most useful.
** I have a bit of a notebook problem. Maybe more like an addiction. And let’s not even mention the pen situation. K? Thanks.
*** This bag, it is heavy, very, very heavy. But it’s all essential. I swear.
**** Do not be a Judgy McJudgy-pants. We bring veggies and fruit, they eat chicken nuggets and a couple of fries. It’s not so bad. Really. Honest.
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