At the moment everything in my house is sticky. Boy Three is exploring drinking vessels. He is combining this with experiments about the properties of various liquids and courageous charting of all quarters of his home.
Consequently, many of the most unexpected places are horribly adhesive. My steering wheel, the keyboard, my hair, my shoes, something in my pocket, coins in my purse and, shudderingly, the toilet seat.
So, my plea to anyone who might care is for a team of hygiene pixies to go before me with a legion of well-wrung winged cloths.
Oh how I remember that – particularly the toilet seat, usually because some child decided half way through a meal that when you've got to go, you've got to go!!!
Can't really think of a solution, except perhaps a pair of gloves made of wet wipes, pehaps? Mxx