Guess what we woke up to yesterday morning....a warm fridge. It crapped out on us in the middle of the night. It was so pleasant when I went to pour Sofia's milk into her cup and sludge ker-plunked into her cup. Oh, she was not a happy camper when she had to drink water for breakfast. Marc and I took yesterday to go and find a new fridge. I can't say enough nice things about the people who helped us at Sears (or enough bad things about the people who didn't help us at Best Buy).
Old Fridge
New Fridge
(Isn't it nice and shiney? We wanted black but they couldn't deliver us a black one for at least a week....too long, in my opinion, to go without a fridge when you have a 15 month old.)
Just barely fits!
(And I even measured...it should have more wiggle room, but it doesn't)
2 comments:
ten minutes is too long with a child that age :)
and look at YOU not lamenting the surprise costs of a new fridge this close to the hoiday.
you have the best attitude...
It's so nice, and pretty. And shiny! I'm now a little jealous. :-) Merry Christmas indeed!
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