My Gratia today is for finding out what the stench was...

We woke up this morning to a horrid smell that permeated the entire house. We searched the fridge, took the garbage out and couldn't figure it out. Then I looked by the washing machine and there it was. Wren, yesterday, spilled half a jug of milk all over the floor. It was quite a mess and I made her clean it up. She did it while I was getting out of the shower so I was of little help. She was told to put the towel in the washing machine but a mad little five year old isn't the best listener. There it is was a putrid towel on the floor in front of the washing machine. I quickly got in the machine and gagged the entire time getting detergent in it. With my cheering section chanting "don't puke Mom"  I managed to get it started and washing with only dry heaving. Way to go Mom!