Laundry Large Family Style

This is about a weeks worth of laundry for my children. My clothes are in the washing machine and Rob washes his own clothes, which is what happens when you are anal retentive and complain one too many times about the way your clothing was laundered ;-)

In the picture you can see the smaller than normal laundry baskets that each of my children have, minus the baby. They are all labeled with their names. In a perfect world I wash their clothes and fold them right out of the dryer and into their respective baskets. Of course, more often than not, the stars are not perfectly aligned and the laundry piles up on the counter before I get around to folding it. I have found that this system makes it easy for the kids to put away their clothing by themselves.





On the counter is the white wire basket where I put all the kids socks. It is a wire drawer thing that I keep in our mudroom closet. Keeping the socks near the shoes makes the most sense to me since my kids only wear them when they are going out somewhere. They would all rather die a gruesome and painful death than walk around the house in stocking feet. And they are not allowed to wear shoes in the house, yup I am mean like that.

My huge pile of mismatched towels is also perched on the countertop waiting to be put away. I have been wanting to get the kids monogramed towels for a few years now so that we could cut down on the number of times I have to wash towels in a given week. They are just so darn expensive that I find it hard to justify buying towels when I have perfectly good ones in the linen closet to use.

I am considering buying them as Christmas presents this year. I can just imagine their joy and the gleam in their eyes when they open those up on Christmas morning.

"What a towel? As a present?"

"What's in the next package? Underwear?"

"It's just so... so... useful"

"Useful? Stupid is more like it."

"I don't even like towels."

"Maybe it transforms into something?"

"Maybe Santa ran out of coal."

Ah yes, the perfect gift it would be.

Try to ignore the blue painters tape in the picture. Sigh... I am still trying to finish up with all the painting that needs to be done. Now if I had a friend like this, maybe it would be done already ;-)

You can admire the slate tile floor I installed myself though. I know I have already talked about it ad nauseum. But there is just so little in my life at this point where I have any tangible results to show for work I have done.