Pyrex isn't indestructible and neither is the washing machine...

Family:

Note the following: Mama Allgrowedup is outta work. This means money is tight...so we need to quit destroying things.

Hubs: If you INSIST on reheating tamales in my pyrex (wha? the microwave was just too much to figure out?) Do not then replace the lid on the pyrex and place it in the Dish Drain (dish drain: can be defined as a device used to drain dishes POST WASHING) without AT LEAST RINSING IT. Pyrex is expensive. And I use it a lot... a whole lot... to make just about all of the yummy dishes you hold so near and dear. So when I discover your latest biology project in my favorite Pyrex dish this morning (Ya'll know...the big long rectangular one you can fit a whole dang turkey in if you want...yea...that one) I cussed you. A lot.


Son: The following do not go in your cargo pants pockets...because they do not go in my washing machine.

Matchbox Cars
Crayons
Sucker Sticks
A wadded up baby wipe that looks like you shat in it personally (umm...ew?)



Our washing machine now keeps throwing itself out of balance for reasons that are BEYOND me (probably a wayward lego stuck in the agitator...oye...)


These things cost money.

Not to mention...I could spend a lot more time COOKING and actually DOING laundry if I wasn't going to hazmat training to wash the dishes and taking that online washing machine repair course...


Daughter:

You are small, and you are cute. And while Mama allgrowedup realizes she hasn't worn that pair of pricey heels in a veeeeeeeery long time? She'd just as soon not have to replace them because you discovered that your brother left the permanent markers within your tiny little grasp. Again.


Now returning you to your regularly scheduled programming:

Meat loaf NOT made in Pyrex... it's whats for dinner.