For those who have kids- ya'll know what this is, don't act like you don't.
First of all, anyone with kids will tell you somehow everything they touch is sticky. Like, for no reason. They can be holding a bottle of water, and it's sticky. They could have just washed their hands, and still, they are sticky. Kids just have some type of built in sticky dispenser. Like little Spider people. Between that and the damn slime, I promise, I'm so over it.
Now, I say all this to say, for the new year, my boyfriend (so weird to say at 25+ mind your business) washed my car. I mean, had Sasha looking right. Cleaned out the inside and everything. Even the backseat ya'll! Anybody with kids knows, kids and cars don't really mix. I say this because, somehow, on top of the sticky, they manage to have fries in the backseat crevasse. Like in places fries should never be, ever. I swear, if you did a random search of anybody's car who has had kids in the backseat in the last 10 years, you will find an old fry. I don't care if you don't eat fast food. At some point they did, and we all know what the White House dinner looks like (still petty).
Anyway, back to my newly washed car... So, of course, now my children have to get in. Sasha stayed stick-free for all of 2 hours (memories). The kids hopped in the backseat with their old fries and spider stick and it was over. (Like really ya'll?!) The car seat is stuck to the leather, there's a lollipop stick in the side door, a sticky pencil on the floor, and an old fry in the cupholder. Oh, and some colorful goop in the floormats. HOW?!
