Sunday was Earth Day and Mom was really cool and made my sister and I these sweet dirt cups with pudding and gummy worms to eat after we’d finished our lunch. So, yesterday, I thought it would be cool to make a REAL dirt cup—with real dirt and real worms. I wasn’t going to eat it obviously, I just think worms are kinda cool. I grabbed one of the empty plant holders from the garage and went digging for worms in the garden. I found A TON! It was really fun, and my real live dirt cup is sitting outside right now. It was all good until I came inside and tracked a bunch of dirt into the dining room. The Downs carpet was fine, of course. I knew it would be! But Mom has a big rug in the dining room too… and well, that’s another story. I wonder if Downs makes rugs too…
So, I don’t know if you can really call it a stash. It’s more like an experiment, but I just like the word stash. Anyway, as most of you know, I’m a pretty messy kid. I mean, my mom had to get super stain-resistant Downs carpet just to keep up with me. And I haven’t been able to stain it! It’s incredible! It’s even MORE incredible because I have this secret section of my room (my stain stash lab) where I’ve been TRYING to stain it. I’ve colored on it with markers, I’ve put mustard on it, kool-aid… everything! And every time I get a wet towel to wipe it up… there’s NO stain! I’m starting to think there’s something fishy going on here. Maybe Downs carpet was made on the moon… YEAH! That would be cool.
I LOVE cheeseburgers. I also love pizza, spaghettiOs, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, french fries, and cupcakes… but last night Mom made cheeseburgers and I was REALLY excited. I mean, it was Friday night. Cheeseburgers on a Friday night is pretty much the best thing ever. Until I tried to carry mine into the living room… See, there was this really awesome movie on TV and something was happening and I HAD to see it. I ran into the living room, tripped over Mike, my dog, and BAM! I fell flat on the floor, and my cheeseburger (which was loaded with ketchup and mayo and everything yummy) fell open-face on the floor. I was okay—and it turns out the carpet was okay too. Because it’s Downs! Thank goodness the cheeseburger didn’t stain… it would have been a really bad way to start the weekend. Instead, Mom told me to “SIT DOWN” and she gave me a new cheeseburger to eat. She’s pretty cool sometimes.
It’s almost time for our annual Easter Egg Hunt. It’s so fun—all us kids run around trying to find the most eggs. Mom isn’t crazy about all the candy in the plastic eggs, so she cooks real ones and dyes them a bunch of funky colors. As it turns out, moms aren’t perfect either, and she spilled a bunch of egg dye in the kitchen. It was hilarious! But it wasn’t so funny when she realized that I had stepped in the dye… and was tracking it all over the house. She FLIPPED! But I told her—there’s no reason to worry. We’ve got Downs, hello! A little cold water and a towel took the dye right up… and saved the egg hunt for us all.