White Shirt Meet Chili

So this morning I get dressed and I put on Ava's favorite white shirt (for me to wear) ... I grab the left over chili from last night for my lunch ... she says "You probably shouldn't eat the chili if you are going to wear that white shirt I just don't want it ruined" I say "Honestly I'd be more worried about me spilling coffee on it." ....... Lunch time goes by no spills .... no drips ... I walk away victorious. I take my bowl to the kitchen to clean it out .... water hits the bowl ... chili water splatters on the sleeve of my shirt. I guess I learned my lesson ... never wash dishes again.

Heart,
Stifler