As usual, my happy daughter started her non-stop speech as soon she opened her eyes from 12 hours sleep.
"Mom, did you sleep well? How was your writing class last night? Oh.. I'm sorry, I peed on you and daddy's bed. But's almost dry now."
"What???" My hands immediately touched her bottom and she wasn't joking.
I was still half asleep and my face got ugly frown. Within 2 second, I hurried to take her pants off, she must have felt wet, stinky cotton through the night. She wasn't complaining but I didn't want her to have any skin trouble. This all process rendered on the bed, and my eyes were still half-closed.
Soon, I heard alarm ringing. I didn't care what song was waking us up. I was already cranky, thinking of bed sheet laundry. And second thought, well, maybe I should use this whole event for a good opportunity. I've been thinking about doing bed sheet laundry for a while, and my daughter gave me a good excuse.
Yes, what's the point of getting mad from the morning, after all, it's only a laundry.
I was pulling out every sheets and blanket couvert and pillow covers.
Let's not spoil my day with unpleasant scent, I still have many hours to enjoy it, and who knows? I will refresh my nostril with fresh spring wind and daffodils on the side walk.
I knew and I learned long time ago about how to think of the world, and the only answer I've reached was it's all up to me.