Keeping skids out of the bedroom
I felt like this was starting to hijack another thread, so created this blog.
Is the master bedroom off limits to skids? Does a closed door mean Keep Out? Do the skids knock or just barge in, regardless of closed door?
Before DH and I got together, the skids were ALWAYS in the master bedroom. It was nothing for the skids to not only sit on the bed, but to sprawl aaaaall over it, filthy clothes, nasty shoes and all. DH, Disney Dad that he was (note: WAS), just didn't have the heart to say No.
Well, filthy skids all over OUR bed was a catalyst for Master Bedroom Rules. DH came home from returning the skids to the 'Ho House to find clean sheets on the bed and the comforter in the wash. Funny how I remember this so clearly...
DH: Didn't you just put clean sheets on the bed Friday?
DH: Why did you change them?
Me: DH, PigPen and his filthy jeans were all over those sheets.
DH: Ah, well....
Me: AND, PP's ass was right where my face was planted this morning.
~DH does perfect imitation of a fish, opening and closing his mouth~
Me: I am not about to put my face, arse, c00chie, or any other body part on a bed that's been wallowed in by a filthy kid.
DH: I, uh, um..
Me: And since you want nooky every day, you'd better keep them off this bed.
DH: Oh, I, um, you, well, uh...
Me: I mean it, DH. I bloody well mean it. ~and stomped out of the room~
The next skid weekend, Piggy waltzed into the bedroom and started to plant his filthy ass on the bed.
DH: Off the bed. You can sit on floor.
DH: No more sitting on the bed. You're young. Plant your ass on the floor.
DH: BECAUSE I SAID SO.
I love it when men are trainable...