So as you may well have gathered Eli loves his Gee-Gee (for an explanation of what that actually is click right here). We have 5 of them and over time they all tend to need a bit of a clean, all that Eli love really takes its toll. Two of them were desperate for a wash after being given a little paddle in the remaining milk in Eli's breakfast bowl. Seeming as I was just about to start a load of laundry (Which makes me wonder when I am actually not about to start a load of laundry?) I picked up the two milk soaked Gee-Gee's and put them in the washing machine and pressed start.
Then the hysterics commenced!
You'd have thought it was the end of the world but I guess he must never have noticed Gee-Gee going for a refreshing clean in the washing machine before.
This was the outcome!
I did try to console him with the remaining three Gee-Gee's that had managed to avoid the washing machine trauma but he just would not be comforted. So he pretty much stood, wailed and waited for them to come back out.