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Hello there, baby! Goodbye, clean shirt!
(The only constant? Not change. Laundry.)
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Seen any CHANGE lately? Want to tell us about it? In six words?
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Laundry seems to multiply like rabbits.
But rabbits, unlike laundry, are cute!
Plus they’re SUPPOSED to be fuzzy…
Ha ha! Very clever that laundry is change and not change.
I may be thinking too hard about laundry. Less thought, more action! Then there’ll be brain space for thinking of more important stuff, no?
I need a change of clothes…
I need to change the sheets.
New laundry challenge: spit-up stains.
Baby’s clothes: spit-up free. Mine… not.
Laundry. Holy the loads I have!
(Things so busy here…missing Six Word Fridays. I’m around and will be back!)
Good to see you, even so.
Yeah, I think the loads stay.
FOREVER. Or until the kids grow?
Ah…babies…before motherhood I was clueless to the amount of laundry they create, clueless.
Their clothes are so little, right?
But that doesn’t take into account the collateral laundry damage.
I did four loads this week. I miss the days of my wee one messing up my shirt! And, I contest my working man husband creates more laundry than my baby….than any baby for that matter! The 4 loads I did were with him out of town for work, non contributing. If he was here it would have been 8 I’m sure!
Hmm. This is a good point.
laundry, dishes = the bane of existence
And don’t notice my floors, okay?
(There’s some neglected sweeping around here…)
Oh, thank you for the giggle!
Unfortunate that it’s so very true.
Laundry should, I believe, do itself.
Or else maybe self-combust. Either way.
;D
I am always surprised by the quantity of laundry that comes with a new little one. How can someone so small make so much laundry?
It is a mystery to me!
And then I quickly forget. Surprise!
I could run the washer constantly.
What timing! I just finished piling up a weeks worth of laundry outside the laundry room door. And yes, with babies, it is ever worse. (But they are so cute, we forgive them!)
Yes, cuteness helps! And even tiny laundry is cute, right? Or anyway, it was before the baby arrived. Now it’s less cute, more stained. And the sheets and towels aren’t cute at all. Hmm, this may explain why my laundry gets neglected…