Do you know what this impression is? Don't choke or otherwise hurt yourself laughing at me.
I have been measuring. I have been cutting. I have been ironing. I have been sewing. I have been guilty of leaving the iron ON unattended in my kitchen.
I came back from sewing hems on Wyatt's project (my sewing machine is in my office in a separate building) and I smelled something funny in the house.
It's a perfect imprint of the iron on the linoleum tiles... Good thing I have an extra case of these tile beauties.
So which of my kids was responsible? I'll iron it out of them.
Disclaimer: No children were harmed in the iron mishap. Said IRON was sitting on the floor and was knocked over by someone (smallish child) sliding a chair across the kitchen. No toes or other body parts were burned as a result of this indecent.
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