My life just flashed before my eyes. Who would have thought a death trap would involve a phone, some jelly beans, a puddle of water, and of course three children starting at the TV?
It really is my fault. I had the nerve to answer the phone. I always joke my mother calls at the most inopportune times. Apparently the jokes on me. I heard the phone ringing from the other room, so I peak into the family room and see that the caller ID is flashing my mother's phone IN BIG PRINT on the television. The same television that my three children are huddled around even though the sound is blasting. I scream for someone to pick up the phone ( they know my mother's number, so no stranger danger here). No answer.
So I run for the phone, which incidentally, is parked right next to the tv!
Bad idea. Someone had spilled water and jellybeans all over the floor ( tile by the way) as I was dashing barefooted for the phone. Luckily I was able to slide the rest of the way to answer the phone before mom hung up and tried my cell causing me to make a mad dash in the other direction.
Instead of "Hello?" This is what mom heard.
" WHAT IS ALL OVER THE FLOOR? WHO DID THIS?"
Mom said "Hello, you sound a bit overwhelmed" (understatement of the day)
At this point I hear my smart alecs answer the first question though it was a bit rhetoric.
"Jellybeans and water."
"I KNOW THAT! WHAT HAPPENED? WHO DID THIS? WHY DID YOU NOT CLEAN THIS UP?"
I got three "Not me's". The one of my children sweetly gave me the explanation as to why no one bothered to move a muscle to clean up the sticky/wet death trap (or even warn me).
"Mazel did it." Mazel is the dog.