Bless Your Heart

Dear Son,

My darling teenager, you took it upon yourself to start doing your own laundry.  I can’t believe it?  Since you’ve only been given one practice uniform and they don’t have extras just yet I’m glad you understand that it needs to be washed every day. Since I forgot ONE time to wash your practice uniform, I’m suddenly the worst Mom in the world. Here’s the thing, you asked his Dad to teach you how to do laundry and anyone reading this knows what that means.

First step, if there’s something in the washing machine, take it out and put it in the dryer.

Second step, if there’s already something in the dryer, take that out and put anywhere convenient.  The top of the dryer, the floor, the laundry basket, whatever’s convenient.

Laundry Done.

Why is it that men don’t believe doing that laundry includes actually putting the clothes away.  Heck, I’d even settle for folding the laundry and putting it on top of the dryer. That’s the time consuming part.  The washing and drying take moments.  Throw in some clothes, add detergent, turn on the machine.  What does that take, 3 minutes? Transfer wet clothes to the dryer, add dryer sheet, another 30 seconds.  That’s nothing! Folding and putting things away is the real point to doing laundry and that can take half an hour.  Don’t get me wrong, a little help is better than nothing, but I wish you’d asked to learn how to do laundry from me so I could teach you how to do it right.

On the bright side, I’ve got four years until you leave for college to get it right.  Wish me luck!

For now and always, I Love You,



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