I May Need To Fire the Help (49/365)

As any mother of 2 or more kids knows, the older kids in the house love to help mom take care of the younger ones. Alice has always been very good at getting me a diaper, fetching a spoon, or throwing out dirty diapers so I never worried she'd do something like this. Today Alice offered to put Izzy's bottle that she didn't finish in the fridge for me while I laid Izzy down for a nap. When I went to fetch it when Izzy woke up it was nowhere to be found. After I had moved everything around in the fridge, twice, I got the idea that maybe she put it somewhere else other than the fridge. Turns out I was right. Wanna take a guess as to where I found it? The trashcan. It could have been worse. She could have hidden it so well that it would take the putrid smell of rotten milk permeating through the house for me to find the damn thing.

Unfortunately I know all too well that that's a smell like that lingers for weeks. And fortunately for all of us I found it before that could happen. Blech.