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Instructions for Water Morons

When we replaced our fridge this summer we deliberately opted out of the water on the door option. The children slop and drop and we end up with our own personal swamp oozing down the door and into a puddle on the floor. We thought we'd forgo that this time around.

Stuart has an affinity for cold water so he set up a two container system in the fridge. For some reason this works. The children can use these without spilling but they still haven't quite got the system down. This bothers John to no end. I'll let the sign he duct taped to the containers explain how it works:

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ATTENTION Lackwits and Laggards! THIS and only THIS water container shall be used until empty. Whoever empties it or notices that it is empty shall move this sign to the other container and then refill the empty container and return it to the refrigerator.
~The Water Nazi
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tammi said…
"The Water Nazi" ~ too funny! Maybe I need a sign like that in our cupboard...

We filter our well water because it's rather silty, but somehow, it always seems to happen that at least two of the four 1-gallon jugs in the fridge or cupboard are only half-full at any given time! And it would appear I'm the only one capable of refilling them!!
February 3, 2009 at 12:32 PM
Sarah said…
Ah...efficiency! Now there's a kid after my own heart! We also have an issue with refilling the water filter.

sem
February 3, 2009 at 12:58 PM
You Can Call Me Jane said…
I love it (the sign and quite possibly your son, too:-)).
February 3, 2009 at 1:36 PM
Xandra@Heart-of-Service said…
I was giggling as I read the sign, but when I read The Water Natzi I broke out into loud guffaws! John is hilarious...and someone after my own heart. I am such a rule follower and it irritates me to no end when others either a)don't get it, or b) don't try.

How did the other kids take the note?

Xandra
February 3, 2009 at 7:02 PM
Xandra@Heart-of-Service said…
Did I really just spell Nazi, Natzi??? Oh my.....

Xandra
February 3, 2009 at 7:03 PM
Luke Holzmann said…
[laughing] Good times.

~Luke
February 4, 2009 at 11:08 AM
Heather C said…
LOL! That is too funny! I'd like to do that with lots of things in my house! My family loves to use the last of something without telling Mom that we need more. Maybe I need to invest in some stock in post-it notes! :)
February 5, 2009 at 6:14 PM
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