A Mess I Hadn't Seen Before



When your 10 year old autistic son craves the tactile stimulation that pouring powders and liquids can provide, you get experience cleaning up a lot of messes you didn't see coming.

A friend went by Costco, and picked up our standing order: a 15 box pack of Kraft Macaroni & Cheese, and a half-gallon of maple syrup. I had Dan in the tub when she knocked on the door, so my daughter answered the door and set the merchandise aside.

Hours later, Dan came bounding up the stairs from the basement, and went upstairs to the bathroom. My wife went to help and supervise, and found his skin to be very sticky and shiny. The call came from the bathroom, "Where's the maple syrup?" The feeling of horror I had at that question rivals anything from a scary movie. This was justified, as I descended to the basement, which now nearly qualified as one of the outer circles of Hell, and found the empty maple syrup jug.

If you ever want to know how other people have gone about cleaning up large quantities of maple syrup from a carpeted room, drop me a line. I now have experience.

Posted: Mon - October 3, 2005 at 03:20 PM        

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