Maple Syrup and Yoga Pants

We love Maple Syrup at our house.  And we don't skimp on it either!  We mean business when it comes to our syrup.  100% real stuff from Vernmont or somewhere up north.  Straight from the tree with the price to prove it.

Although for the sake of full disclosure I must confess that we don't let the hubster use our real deal syrup.  Because he tends to be a sugar freak about things and has been known to pound a whole bottle in one pancake dinner.  He is quite obsessive shall we say?  So we still get the fake stuff for him.

But I digress…so Sunday night we were riding back from meeting with our small group.  And in my haste to get out the door and get the babysitter home on time, I non-shelantly put the extra 33 oz (full) bottle of Maple Syrup on the floor... in the back seat of my car.

Why Syrup in my car?  Because it was breakfast for dinner night and I made everyone's favorite casserole by P-dub and because you can't have breakfast night without syrup…umkay?

So I get to the babysitters house and walk her up to the door.  Only my 7 year old decides she wants to come so she leaps onto the counsel, onto my seat and out onto the driveway.  Because isn't that how every 7 year old departs the car?  Never mind the fact that she has her own door?  I don't even try to understand.

But getting back to the syrup.  Somehow we failed to notice that the (full) bottle of syrup had spilled its entire contents over the floor boards in the back seat.  Followed by Syd stepping in said Syrup, stepping on the front console and stepping onto the drivers seat and finally out the door.

But what was the best part?

Oh right…that would be when we got back in the car and my rear end stuck to the seat.  As in... I had to peel my favorite pair of Yoga pants from the fabric of the seat.  Did I mention they were my favorite pair?

SO here is the moral of the story.  Don't spill maple syrup in your car.

The good news?  The good news is that 2 hours later, a gazillion dollars less  the people at the detail store can get it out for you! If….you don't let it dry.

So there you go!  Don't you feel way smarter now that you know that?

I will be forced to make another visit to Target today.  To buy a new pair of Yoga pants.  Because I do Yoga….never.