The buzzer on the dryer sounds, it's time to make a
decision. Do I let the clothes sit until nap time or do I save them from their
wrinkled fate? Leaving them makes me twitchy, so I go for it. Right on cue, my
little helper runs in to help me “pack”. I feel myself tense up, but take a
deep breath and say, "Sure buddy, let's pack!"
I think of myself as a go-with-the-flow kind of mom, but if
you start messing with my laundry, the control freak comes out. I always
separate clothes by color, I remain aware of certain items that cannot go in
the dryer, and wrinkled clothes are not acceptable. I usually don’t have time
to fold immediately, but I do lay the clothes flat so by the time I get to them
they’re not a crumpled mess.
Having a two year old who thinks doing laundry is
the best thing next to goldfish crackers doesn’t really mesh with my laundry
plans. M doesn't have the patience to wait for my lay flat technique or the
fine motor skills to accomplish it. For him it’s a win if he gets a piece in
the basket.
Read more over at The Village Magazine.
Read more over at The Village Magazine.
