If I have labored over 10 to 12 loads of laundry….gathering it all up into one place, separating it into piles, and moving it from washer to dryer, then folding and putting away….then you can count on Mack wetting his bed the very next day because it would just be too good to not have to go into the laundry room and wash clothes. Just too good.
He better be glad he is so cute. Otherwise, I may hang a hammock in the woods for him and call it his bedroom.
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haha! i am lol b/c i too know how you feel! you know how we said “good-bye” to pull ups!?? well, i think Kaybeth and Jud are teaming up on me….one night Jud has an accident and Kaybeth doesn’t, then the next night, Kaybeth has an accident and Jud doesn’t! UGH!!! SO frustrating! 🙂
I don’t know what it is about clean sheets that cry out for a mess to be made. I guess it happens to the best of us. I’m pretty sure there will be no laundry in heaven. I’m convinced it is a curse as a result of the fall in the garden! 🙂
Hmm, a hammock in the woods would mean Mack is close to his bathroom…since he poops in the woods, right??? Vance told me again on Sunday, while I took him to the bathroom at church, that ‘Mack poops in the woods like an old bear.’ Boy, Vance is certainly fascinated by Mack’s bathroom habits 🙂
As the mom of older boys I must brag…I make the 16 and 13 year olds do their own laundry…especially their stinky socks which are ALWAYS inside out. I am teaching the 10 year old sorting techniques. Hang in there girl it gets easier…sort of…