From Prairie Girl.
A mother's struggle
December 8, 2013
I want to start this off by thanking Kleenex for selling these in 36-packs. I've put it on subscription, and if they want to start selling a 72-pack, sign me up.
I have three reasons for needing this much Kleenex, and their names are Liam, Samuel and Hank.
This is how it goes in this house...
First the Kleenex disappears. Then the toilet paper. Then they go for fabrics. And you don't want it to get there, unless you're ready to invest in a five gallon drum of Fabreeze.
This used to be a good Christian home. But it's not about moral judgment anymore. I'm way beyond that. I'm in survival mode.
If I don't supply absorbent paper products, I'm going to find my dish towels hidden in the basement, stiff as aluminum. The other day, I almost cut my hand on a sock.
I am sorry to speak so frankly, but with three teenage boys, a woman has got to be practical.