Hey, you guys, why are your heads in the dishwasher?
Well, we call all of our refrigerator storage boxes “tuppers”, even if they are not the real item, as in Tupperware. In fact, mama said she doesn’t eve know if they still make the things they used to make when anthros had Tupperware parties, which, I am convinced, are where some of ours came from a gazillion years ago.
I think they call it “long in the tooth” although I’ve seen our collection and none of them has teeth!
Here’s what happens: Papa and mama take a little hammam by opening the dishwasher and sticking their heads in the steam just after it has finished its cycle (cheap highs, both of them, haha) and then papa gives all the plastic containers to mama to put in the tupper cupboard, and mama starts the ordeal of trying to make square things fit in round holes.
She thinks she makes more room by stacking and she wants the lids to be under the correct containers but there is always a lid missing or hiding in the dishwasher or lost in the wilds of mama’s plastic container organization, and thus, and the Struggle of the Tuppers begins!
What’s that jam jar doing in there anyway, mama? No wonder this is total confusion.
(Note stacked tuppers below and total confusion above!)
I just laugh my head off when mama goes nuts over PLASTIC BOXES!
Haha, it happens here too! We can never find the correct lids no matter how much mommy tries to keep it organized! Luvz, Patzy
Oh, Patzy, I know it was you who HID them, for fun, no?
Have you looked in the clothes dryer ? Have any unmatched socks turned up in the dishwasher ? Parallel Universes !