On the way home from a relaxing day at the pool with Kerri and Brock, I pulled through Wendy's to get Kate some milk for her sippy. Unfortunately, the milk never made it to the sippy but rather spilled in its entirety all over me, the driver's seat, and floorboard of my car.
I should have never made that stop for the milk. But my thinking behind it was that even though we were only about 10 minutes from home, maybe the milk would be what she needed to send her into her afternoon nap. After hearing her ask for it over and over without taking breaths in between, I caved. Mommy Failure Number......oh who's counting?
In my spastic rush to open it and pour it into her cup, I managed to spill the entire pint-sized container everywhere. When I finally made it home the remaining five miles, I was soaked and so was the whole driver's side of my car.
Seriously, I can only imagine what that is going to smell like tomorrow. M to the Izz-A did some combination of baking soda, water, and upholstery cleaner to it, along with a shop vac, but I don't know if it's going to help.
Any suggestions? I thought about sprinkling the floor mats with Chocolate Nesquik powder and hoping it created a chocolate milk scent. Matt didn't approve. PLEASE share with me if you know of anything else
I'm trying to look on the bright side. Things could always be worse. At least I didn't accidentally cut big holes in my car seats because then he'd be trying to put these on them.
It may just be all in my head, but I think it's already starting to smell.
And I thought Kate's dingy, stained-up car seat cover was funky.
*Pics from Kate's date with Brock coming up in tomorrow's Wordless Wednesday post. I'm too busy crying over spilled milk.