Me vs. Dirty Baseball Pants. It has been hours. Two bleach cycles through the washing machine. Pre-treatments. Soaking the pants in bleach for hours in the kitchen sink. And all I’ve accomplished is a slight fade. What is in this dirt?! The pants look horrible. Stains on the bottom, knees, and everywhere! I’m sure the other mom’s on the team are saying, “Does she even wash Ben’s pants each week?” Then they shake their head and look at Ben with a sad look, feeling sorry for the boy who is so neglected.
Since it is 12:30am, I am calling it quits after this cycle. The other moms will just have to stare.
The Puddles 
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