Thursday, August 27, 2009

Poor Grey Sweatshirt

Poor grey sweatshirt. You've stood the test of time. You have been used, and used, and used. You'd think that you'd give up, but you haven't.

Why is it that I always feed Izzie a ketchup related meal while you are worn? Am I mean? Well sorta, but I don't even think about it. I just look over and there you are. Suddenly covered in ketchup. It smeared all over you like a wound. Spreading. Searing into the fibers.

I sometimes wonder if you're asking things like; "Why am I being worn in August? Are you guys crazy?" or "What kind of mother gives her kid grilled cheese for lunch this many times?" or "Why am I being worn AGAIN?"

Sorry grey sweatshirt, but you dilute the steady stream of pink that I shove my little one into.

1 comment:

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