We snapped this picture while we were in Arizona. We panicked when we realized that we couldn't see Stetson, so we went looking through my parents' house trying to find him. Lafe finally found him like this -- in the upstairs laundry room, peering out from the dryer. We had no idea he was such a climber!
This shot is perfect for today. I'm aggravated about laundry. I'm finally finishing up this week's. I usually do all my laundry on Thursdays, but this week our little family of three managed to dirty enough clothing for eight loads of laundry. I put the blame on winter. Winter clothes are bulky and they always end up soggy. Plus you have to wear so many clothes in the winter! Today Stetson had on socks, an undershirt, and pajama bottoms all underneath a t-shirt, pants and jacket. Of course, he then managed to knock over a bowl of soup I'd left on the counter, covering himself in potato stickiness. So we're on our second set of everything.
Stetson is always a big help when it comes to laundry. He loves playing in the baskets and pulling all the clothes out. Yesterday he even helped me sort my sock drawer. Before moving to Cleveland, I thought that socks epitomized winter. Only in the most frigid of conditions would I be forced to wear socks and shoes. On the rare chance that flip-flops would not do, then I'd endure a cute pair of socks for a day or two. But moving to Cleveland, I've learned that not all socks work for winter. For example, cute socks just don't cut it. No, we're in the world of wool now. Plus, your shoes get covered in snow so you're always taking them off at people's houses. Your socks have to be in completely presentable condition. So Stetson and I went through my drawer, throwing out any socks with holes and putting the cute, thin socks I used to love at the bottom. Stetson's favorite part was when I'd put my hand in one to check for holes and then use it as a puppet. It was good for an hour of sock puppet goodness! I guess there are some good to laundry (besides the whole looking presentable and smelling good part).
So here's to the Sisyphean task of laundry. And longing for the flip-floppin' days of summer.
8 comments:
What a cute picture of Stetson! Wow! 8 loads! You're so positive about doing the laundry! Luckily, I don't think we'll need the "wool" socks, but we do always have to take off our shoes. Kind of a bummer, but the carpet stays clean:-)
Oh man, I hear you about the wool sock thing. I would die without them. I can't wait to be back in AZ for a little while so I can retire the wool and break out the strapy shoes!
Stetson is adorible!
Wow Lacy, I know exactly what you mean but I never had to deal with all the snow craziness with a toddler! Good luck! When you're back in AZ though you'll appreciate wearing flip flops everyday like I do now. :)
You have such a cutie on your hands! We sure love you guys. Don't worry, spring will come one day and we'll drive down Monticello with the windows rolled down and smell the fresh-cut grass (obviously one of my favorite things to do).
Hey Sis! I love the Sisyphus reference--that's exactly how I feel about laundry. In fact, I think I'd rather push a rock up a hill--at least you'd get some exercise. I'm getting a little scared about my visit--I don't have any wool socks. I hope you can spot me a couple of pair! Can't wait to see you--10 days, 20 hours and six minutes from now!
Stetson is such a cutie! Does your apt. complex have a washer and dryer in your apartment?
Thanks! Actually, we have a washer and dryer in the basement of our house. We share them with the family downstairs and a grad student above us.
But Stetson rarely goes into the basement with me. We snapped this picture at my parents' house over Christmas break. I'm not sure he'd ever seen a dryer before!
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