Toothpaste fairy

Moms are expected to take care of everything around the house. The cleaning (especially difficult in my house because my husband is OCD very clean), the cooking, stocking the house with everything necessary, and pretty much everything having to do with keeping the child(ren) alive and happy. No one thanks you for it, no one promotes you or gives you a bonus for it, it's just expected.

And, I am not complaining, I love my job, it's not easy, but I love it, and I'm good at it. I have to be conscious, however, that if I were to ignore Avery for 12 hours, if she were still alive, she would look like Stewie in the episode of Family Guy where Lois is gone (don't remember why she was gone, but think of this image often... )

But regardless, my mind is a warehouse-sized file cabinet of things to do, people to feed, whose laundry to fold, what window to clean, whose birthday to remember. And I only have one kid. Oy.

There is no one to remind me to get these things done, I am solely repsonsible for remembering everything. Understandably, I forget some things once and a while. For example, I'll forget to re-stock the wipes in my baby bag (back off, it only happened once), or I'll forget to buy more eggs. My husband and I use different brands of toothpaste, and in this case of forgetfulness, I didn't realize my husband's toothpaste was low.

Front view:

Side view:

I can't even imagine what he would have resorted to if I hadn't discovered this pathetic flattened tube when I did. Would he have filleted the tube and scraped out the insides with a razor? Who knows, I wish I had set up a secret camera. I can assure you that he would have just powered through it until toothpaste fairy came and replaced it though.

Friggen hilarious.