Picture this.

I'm spring cleaning. The way I do this is by trying to clean all rooms until I only have the bathroom left. At which point I take my clothes off and clean the bathroom while showering. This way I'm clean, the house is clean, it's all clean - by the time I'm done.

This time I got to the point where I am taking my clothes off (no this isn't going to turn into something perverted) and standing in my undies, when I remember I forgot to vacuum under the bed. So I decide to just throw myself down there quickly and get to it. My 1 year old son, and assistant, decides that this is a good time to stand on top of my back while I'm vacuuming, so that he is able to reach all the stuff I've put on top of the bed.

So, are you still picturing this? Toddler, on back, half naked woman frantically vacuuming underneath the bed?

Ding Dong.

I'm thinking, screw it... whoever it is they'll have to return when I'm decent and have time.

Hello? .. I look back and there is my post woman, with a parcel in hand.

I heard the vacuum so I figured you didn't hear the door bell and .. I'm so ..

Awkward eye contact were had, my son, giggling and reaching for the package from on top of my back.

I take the package and thank her, she apologises over and over and before she slips out she says

I always clean naked too.

True story. Anyways. It was fun and I don't mind embarassing myself because in her hands was MY PACKAGE! The reddit alien on it screamed OPEN ME.

I did, and since I was a complete mess I let my son parade around in the t-shirts I receieved. Oh yes, you read it. Two t-shirts.

I don't know why I've been given these two, I mean, what meaning they have and I don't know from whom (reveal yourself!) but I do know that they are absolutely awesome. I love them. And they fit. And they look great. And I will have to pry them out of my little boy's hands.

Thank you so much.