Last April Nate and I took a trip to Utah. We were there for a couple of days and then we left the kids with Nate's mom and we went to visit Harvard and Yale. For this portion of the trip, Nate packed his stuff in with my bag. When we got back to Utah, we still had four more days before we headed back to Washington. For those four days, I noticed Nate did not take his toiletries out of my bag. Everyday I got ready, I would see Nate's toiletries and then laugh thinking of how Nate must be scrounging around for deodorant in his brother's things. I wasn't worried about his toothbrush because I knew his mom had several extra new toothbrushes lying around he probably used one of those. I kept meaning to remind him that his stuff was still in my bag, but kept forgetting. A couple days after getting home I asked him while laughing hysterically what he used for deodorant those last couple of days. He said he used whomever's he could find. (Just as I suspected) I laughed even harder. Then just to confirm he got a new toothbrush from his mom I asked him what he did for a toothbrush. He smiled and said, "I used yours!"
Not so funny anymore.
8 years ago































