"Pride goeth before a fall," so the old Proverb goes. Thankfully there was no literal fall involved this time, but a bit of an ego fall. Just when we had escaped the keep-buying-Swiffer-supplies trap by knitting our own Swiffer socks and outsmarting their "nonrefillable" Wet Jet bottles, the following happened:
Yes, my Swiffer handle snapped. It was a sad day. My darling husband, however, rigged it back together with duct tape. I didn't take a picture. You know what duct tape looks like. ;) So, it works once again, but it's a little shaky. We conquered our Swiffer but then it wimped out on us! I still love my reusable knit Swiffer, socks, though. They have some great scrubbing ability! So, we'll continue to use it, albeit more gently.
And because every day is a good day to see a picture of a baby, here you go:
Gemma love playing under her mobile! If you can't tell, she's grinning behind her paci. The squinty-eyed grin has been something new in the past month. ;)
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