My sweet hubby let me sleep in this morning (even though it was his turn to sleep in) since I was up late working on this:
Oh, so back to my story. I wake up, stagger out to the kitchen to get my necessary cup of coffee and my husband hands me this little black thing with a trigger on it and asks, "What's this?" Even in my stupor, I quickly answer, "Uh, pepper spray." DUH! Then all the sudden he starts coughing and his eyes water. He begins to explain he just sprayed it in the laundry room because he didn't know what it was--WHAT THE HECK?!?!? Why would you spray a mystery substance? Especially one that even I can readily identify as pepper spray! I hear a small cough and realize that our baby is standing in the laundry room taking in lung fulls of the nasty stuff. YIKES! Off to the shower with them and my oldest too since he begins to cough and says his tongue feels funny. Lovely. Please, keep in mind, I have not even had a chance to pour myself a cup of coffee and now I'm dashing all over the house opening windows, turning on fans, and cleaning up my pepper sprayed family.
Next time I think I'll just get up early.