STUCK ON YOU...

Today is Monday... not my most enjoyed day of the week, I'll admit, and to start this day off on a blue note, Jake and I had a rough night last night... we had the craziest storm here, with insanely loud thunder that actually made my nightstand and lamp rattle, super bright lightening, two power failures, and multiple power surges. We also have this dumb carbon monoxide monitor in our spare room, that beeps the loudest ever beep if the power goes out.. so that woke us up twice too... obviously, Murpheys Law, on the night that we are being constantly woken up, Luke decides to sleep through the night...so we couldn't even blame our exhaustion this morning on him... the little angel slept soundly until 6:30am. So, this morning I was pretty grumpy, groggy and tired, and just not paying much attention to anything. I didn't realise that Luke had wandered into the back room... we usually have the door closed, because we have a lot of 'storage' in there that we still need to sort through, but on Saturday, the swing door in the kitchen broke, and now won't open, so Jake had to leave for work through the back room, and forgot to close the door again...which is how Luke ended up in there. Anyway, next thing I hear Luke whining... and then I see him coming out of the back room into the living room, crawling kinda funny... his hands were sticking to the floor... LOL... I just started laughing. Luke had gotten stuck to the fly trap that I had left in there (the same trap that failed to catch any flies)...his hands were completely covered in thick, sticky residue from the trap, and the trap itself was stuck under his arm to his pajamas. LOL.

So, straight to the bath we went... but soap and water didn't clean it off, so I had to clean his hands with 'Goo Gone'... finally, clean, changed and napping, I headed back into the living room and back room, on my hands and knees with the bottle of Goo Gone and a sponge, trying to locate everything that Luke had touched on his way out of the back room to let me know he was in a sticky mess. Needless to say, he made a big mess... there were sticky hand prints all along the floor, more sticky hand prints on the door, and multiple items in the back room that he had obviously decided to play with before coming to me for help to get him unstuck.

If you look carefully on this picture, you will see a sticky palm print, and a few sticky finger tips below it.

Never a dull moment in our house... not as long as Luke has any say about it...
...now to try and get the sticky mess off of his pj's. LOL