I wash my kids sheets multiple times in any given week.
Other than being irritating, it is generally less than interesting.
Until the day that I opened up my washer to find chunks of a baked potato.
Why Bear found it necessary to SNEAK a baked potato for a midnight snack I don't think I will ever know. And why he didn't throw the pieces that he didn't eat away
instead of hiding them in his blankets I can only guess.
