Wednesday, 26 October 2011

A sugar.....low?!

Every Friday night we have junk food night. I looooove junk food night - not only do I not have to cook but very unfashionably - I LOVE junk food. The evening in question was KFC night.
I will not go in to details but I will not be eatng KFC for a verrrry long time.
If ever.

Needless to say, after a night of vomiting, I was in a bad way the next morning. Mr Yumminess had to work so it was me and Alby at home. He was playing happily so I snuck off to bed and had a bit of a snooze.

Big mistake.


Can I just remind you of the expression my child wears about 99% of the time??

So there I am snoozing and in comes my angel.

"Mummy?" he whispers "Cook you eggs."

I peel open an eye to see him holding an egg carton.

"Ohhh how sweet...", I think, as he hands them to me, "...even if the thought of eggs is enough to send me over the edge again."

Something sprinkles out of the carton.

It is then that I look at his face. Which is covered in fine white granules. Sugar.

That's when I look at the floor - my eyes following a trail of sugar leading out of my bedroom.

Oh god.

I get out of bed and crawl....yes crawl because I am still feeling so ill and lightheaded that I can't walk, out of the room....following my very own white brick road through the kitchen and in to the playroom where I find a whole 2kg container of caster sugar upended and mixed with ALL of his toys!!!!!

"Yay?" he tries.

"Not yay" says me.

I get myself to the laundry (after much head holding and head shaking and a fair bit of tutting), get the vaccum and start the cleanup - all of this is achieved without standing up for fear of fainting. It's funny now - at the time, not so much.

No one told me that you can't suck that much sugar up all at once.

In fact, I didn't find that out until the fire alarm went off and I realised that the sugar was not only spontaneously combusting inside the vaccum cleaner but it was coming out the back of the vaccum in a FINE WHITE SUGARY MIST! Conveniently covering the entire kitchen in a sticky dust.

So I did what any self respecting Mum would do.

I went and laid back down in bed.

Couldn't get any worse now, could it?


naughtyshorts! said...

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, that is so funny Alana. You poor thing. Yuck. Too. Hard. Basket... My heart goes out to you. xo

L.Thompson said...

Oh no, I just read this to my hubby and we are both giggling, although very sympathetically!!!

Brenda said...

That is gold!!!!
Hope you are feeling heaps better :)

Kara said...

I think you might need a new vacuum cleaner??? Hope you recovered quickly.

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