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Harry’s Birthday
The Vignette Gazette Edition #221 | bubbles
I still don’t know why I got into so much trouble. Mom and Dad say I’m grounded for a month and that I have to do extra chores to make up for it, too.
Doing chores is what got me into this mess. My mom was too busy preparing for Harry’s birthday party. She had told me that it was my responsibility to do a load of laundry. It’s one of my least favorite chores — who wants to touch everyone’s dirty clothes and underwear? Gross! But I did it anyway, because Mom was clearly stressed out and needed help. Dad was busy setting up the bouncy house in the backyard, and Mom had been trying to perfect the birthday cake.
Harry loves Thomas the Train, so that was the party theme — including a custom cake. It wasn’t until all of Harry’s little friends had arrived that I remembered the stupid laundry.
Harry had just blown out the candles when the kids noticed foamy bubbles coming out underneath the laundry room door. Lots of bubbles. I opened the door, and a wall of bubbles flowed into the hallway. It was like the washing machine was vomiting suds.
The kids screamed. They loved it and immediately started jumping and playing in the soapy froth, making “Choo-choo” train sounds the whole time. Their…
