This is post #1001. It’s about ketchup. And my ceiling.

I have a child who’s kind of a spaz.  In a good way, really. 

Except for tonight.

Spaz child was doing his best to get the rest of the ketchup to come out of the bottle.  Normally, to do this a person would check the cap on the bottle.  Spaz did so.  Then give the bottle a few firm thrusts downwards. 

Spaz didn’t do this. 

Instead, Spaz violently swung the bottle up and down, up and down in a crazed lunatic type fashion.

I foresaw disaster and was trying my darnedest to quickly form the words, don’t do that or the lid will pop open and ketchup will fling everywhere.

But I was too late.  The lid popped open and ketchup flung everywhere.

Here is where we repeat to ourselves, children are a blessing. children are a blessing. children are a blessing.

Have you ever tried to clean ketchup off a popcorn ceiling?  No, probably not.  You probably don’t have a spaz child who flings red tomato stuff everywhere.

But we do.  So we did. 

It was not funny.  At least not at first.  I wasn’t sure I’d end up finding humor in this until I saw Kait laughing behind her hand.  Then I knew I would eventually find ketchup on the ceiling funny and promptly instructed her to get a picture so I could giggle at it later when I was feeling more like laughing.

I’m glad we got the picture now.  But if I could have gotten Spaz’s actual ketchup launch on video…

Well, that would have been way mo-funnier.

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