Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Deodorant
Chet has early morning meetings every Sunday. It seems to be the highlight of the week for the boy that gets to go with Dad that week. He takes one boy every week, and it rotates. This Sunday was Carson's turn. On Saturday night he had all of his church clothes out, they have to be able to get themselves ready to go with him. He came into our room and made sure that the Kindle was plugged in so that it would be ready for the next day. He was excited it was his week. When Chet got out of the shower Sunday morning, he yells from the bathroom to see if I had seen his deodorant. It dawned on me that I had seen it the night before in the boys bathroom. Chet yells for Carson, who is in his bathroom fresh out of the shower. He asks him where his deodorant is. Cars replies, "I have it. Hold on." Chet tells him to get his butt in there with it, and Carson, totally bugged informs Chet that he is not done yet and will return it when he is. I was laughing so hard. Chet was just looking at me like, you have got to be kidding me!!! Carson walks into the room and hands Chet his deodorant about 30 seconds later and tells him that he cannot find his, and turns and walks out. Chet was a little shocked I think, just standing there wondering if that just happened. I was laughing so hard, Chet didn't know what to do. He finally just looked at me and smiled and walked back into the bathroom and closed the door. Hey, at least they are clean and care, more than he can say for some of his young men. Nothing is really his own. The father of five boys! It has been known a time or two that his tooth brush was used by a boy or two. They act like it is no big deal, since they just can't find theirs. (I am really laughing out loud writing this. Just imagining Chet's face, and imagining the boys just taking everything like it's common property. Chet usually doesn't know until much later when they inform us like it's nothing that they used it a couple times last week. Too funny!) I love my husband and his relaxed personality! Who is ok with that! I would be a crazy women, freaking out at them! Maybe they use mine, but know I would lose it at them, so they don't tell me... ooooo, no longer laughing out loud! Gross!!!!
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