For the past two days, I’ve been doing nonstop laundry. Well, with five people after a four day vacation, what do you expect? So I think I did, oh, something like 15 loads of laundry.
The biggest hurdle in the whole laundry chore thing is the actual folding and putting away of the kids clothes. So last night, I thought it would be fun to sit down with the five (!!!!) baskets of kids’ clothes and watch Bing Crosby’s White Christmas with the kids.
All done, right?
Wrong. This morning, James got a full mug of hot chocolate and brought into the living room even though he had been told five minutes before not to, (you can see where this is going, right?), and Henry got all rowdy and started tossing pillows. One of the pillows knocked the entire mug of hc into the baskets of clean clothes.
So, about five, six hours of work completely wasted. I’m trying to be the Grownup in all of this, but what I really feel like doing is pinching off all of their heads.