Tragedy #1 - Carpet in the kitchen
Tragedy #2 - My dad just sweated his guts out a few weeks ago scrubbing my carpets
Tragedy #3 - Holding baby while trying to open queso
Tragedy #4 - Trying to explain to sleepy/hungry baby that he'll have to be patient while mama cleans up her mess
Tragedy #5 - Less queso to eat
The bright side... I still have the carpet scrubber that I should have returned to my parents weeks ago! Ta-Dah! Good as New... or at least "Good as New as This Old Carpet Can Get". Did that make any sense?
