Light-hearted
So this happened this morning....
There's a cheese stuck to my ceiling.
We had to whack it down with a plastic sword - however it was immediately lobbed back up again where it remained clinging up there in all it's rubbery fake fromage-y glory. And then we left the house, so presumably it's still stuck to the ceiling now that I'm at work. Or not. (It's like Schrödinger's Cheese.)
AIBU to think that we should be able to get through a morning without the kids getting a rubber cheese stuck to the ceiling before 6.30am?
(As an aside this cheese is not actually meant to be sticky which is mildly concerning)