It all began one Monday morning during lunchtime on a snowy, cold winter's day. I had fed the children their lunch and was in the process of cleaning up. I opened up the fridge to put something away and realized just how empty my refridgerator looked. Now, an empty fridge is a sad thing for a home of seven people, but when half of those people can eat twice the amount of an adult, well, it just is unacceptable. It definitely was time to go shopping. Yet, as I gazed into that vast realm of emptiness, the dirt and smudges on the shelves seemed to mock me and suddenly I knew what I needed to do. I began furiously taking out the shelves and drawers, washing each one carefully so I would not break the glass, and began wiping down the walls. Joe even took the thing-a-ma-jig off the back of the inside wall and scrubbed it down till it shone. "No more yucky-uckies in our fridge!" we both said.
I had finished up the main area and moved onto the door as Joe worked on taping up some cracks in the bottom. Just as I was taking out the dressings from one of the shelves, I spotted something that made me jump. Now, everyone expects to find some strange items inside their refridgerator, but when it comes to finding something hairy with eyes staring up at you, you must admit that might put a little gasp of hesitation in your next move. Had I possibly left something inside there for so long that it actually grew fuzzy and blue? Here is a little picture of what I discovered inside there:
After my first initial shock, I had to laugh at the timing of my children. I never know what they will do and where they will put things, nor does it even make sense to try to understand just why they do what they do. All I know is that I got a good laugh out of it, but also inspiration (maybe it was insanity?) struck at the same time. I grabbed my camera and began putting the little Puffles all over the place. I felt like a kid again as I laughed and took pictures. My girls kept looking at me as if I had lost my mind, but they know perfectly well that I can have my odd moments just like them. Anyway, who knows what will come of these odd photos. Maybe nothing. But it was a fun way to spend a dreary afternoon - much more fun than cleaning out an old fridge.