My love/hate relationship with a bleach pen

A few weeks ago, I accidentally knocked an uncapped Clorox bleach pen into the dryer-- ultimately ruining half of my children's clothes I was drying. It was a sad day for me-- I looked into the dryer and saw white dots over their beautiful Gymboree outfits, the jeans that Paige lives in, and all the special outfits I had purchased on clearance last year (with a coupon) for Paige's upcoming year in preschool. I was so upset that I went upstairs, poured myself a large glass of wine, and cuddled up with a good book-- far away from my laundry room.

I was crushed--- and couldn't believe my bad luck. Now, I've had some great successes with a bleach pen as well. Fruit punch comes right out of a white t-shirt with a quick flick of the wrist-- dried vomit (I know-- gross) is no longer visible. Unfortunately, if the bleach even comes within inches of a color collar, the collar will also fade to a lovely shade of peach.

I haven't tried the Tide pen yet, but I've heard stories of its power. So, use the bleach pen carefully-- its powers are great and wide.