I've been doing laundry on Thursdays the last few weeks instead of our typical Saturday wash day so that we could avoid doing laundry over holiday weekends. I decided I rather liked getting it out of the way before the weekend arrived, even if that meant I was on my own instead of having help from Ted.
So I was merrily plugging along, enjoying a wintry, snowy day with the kids while moving through the laundry at a rather amazing pace.
Soon it dawned on me WHY I was finishing up so quickly.
By the time I had folded all of the items, Tobin's clean laundry pile consisted of one pair of pajamas, one pair of underwear, and three pairs of socks.
Kenna seems to have worn enough clothes for 3 little girls, though, so perhaps that counts for something?!
(And as a side note, it is worth commending Tobin for listening to us in at least one regard--we had been begging the boys to PLEASE wear their pants more than once, as they were both going through them at an unreasonably fast pace. I'm not sure how that translates into "stuff your dirty underwear and shirts back in your drawer and wear those over and over and over," but I guess you never know with boys. Note to self--start paying attention to what the boys are wearing every day!)