I hate gum. I will chew a piece of gum every now and then, but overall, I hate gum. I hate that it sticks to everything. And it makes me cringe that my lovely husband introduced our oldest girls to gum. Thank you, honey.
kids + gum = disaster.
Tonight, Kevin and I took the kids out for ice cream. He is finished with work until we move to Washington DC (which is in less than two weeks - cringe!). So, until we move to DC next week, we are enjoying our last days here in Maine by doing the things we love to do!
On our way home, Mairead starts crying and yelling at Lilah. After ignoring it for a few minutes, praying they will work it out themselves, it was clear that was not happening. Kevin finally asked what was going on...
"Lilah threw gum at me and it landed in my hair" says Mairead.
"HUH???" (how the *@$! did she get gym?) "LILAH where did you get gum???" thinking she had saved it from a time she's had gum...
"I picked it up off the ground" says Lilah
"At the ice cream place???" I ask
"Did you chew it???" I ask, praying she would say no.
Can I also mention that I had the honor of pulling the already chewed gum by some stranger out of my daughters hair???? GROSS.