Lily comes downstairs wearing the same pink dress she wore 2 days ago. It’s been washed, but she wore it 2 days ago and again 3 days before that. She has at least 14 dresses and a week and a half’s worth of shorts/shirt outfits. There are things in her wardrobe we hardly ever see and it’s driving me nuts.
Me: Ugh. You JUST wore that. Go find something else to wear! Pick something you haven’t worn in a long time.
Lily comes back downstairs wearing a dress she wore 3 days ago.
Me: Seriously? You JUST wore that too! Go find something else!
Lily: There is nothing else!
I just put away clean laundry yesterday, but that’s besides the point. There are outfits she hasn’t worn in weeks!
I go upstairs with her to avoid a three-peat of the same mistake.
Me: Let’s see…
Lily: I want to wear a dress! So I picked dresses!
Me: You have enough dresses that you don’t have to wear the same dress three times a week. How about this one? I can’t even remember the last time you’ve worn it.
Lily: Oooo… that’s really pretty. I didn’t see it! I don’t remember this dress.
How can a kid have SO MANY CLOTHES but only wear three outfits ever? I’d lay clothes out for her, but despite what happened today I want her to assert her independence by picking out her own clothes in the morning. I guess the lesson here is to never buy so many choices even if they are super cheap beautiful things you bought in vast quantities to avoid problems those weeks when your kid goes through multiple outfits a day. Your kid is only going to wear the same three things over and over and over and over and over again until you want to scream.
Maybe the solution is to hide the clean laundry until she goes through her whole wardrobe. If I had space to hide her clean clothes, I just might… Or maybe I should just stop doing laundry. That has to be the best option, right?
Lately, one of the kids’ favorite things to do is climb into a laundry basket. Violet is particularly obsessed with this activity. She’s learning how to climb, so she climbs in and out, in and out, in and out. Meanwhile, the big girls pretend like they are cats. They meow and purr and make beds for themselves. Sadly, they do not wash or fold the laundry while they are at it. Laundry for a family of five is no joke.
All of this seems like an innocent enough activity. The kids usually play in empty baskets or in clean laundry that hasn’t been folded yet. Usually the baskets are fairly stable. You’d think if someone were to get hurt doing this, it would be the baby falling out of the basket while she was climbing in and out.
Nope. Violet hasn’t been hurt, but I was! Me! An innocent by-stander! I wasn’t even playing!
Rose was playing in a full basket near my foot and decided to tip it over. The basket, which was still full of Rose and laundry, landed in its side with it’s sharp narrow edge pressing at least 45 pounds onto my foot.
My foot was pinned and the pain was terrible. I couldn’t reach down to lift it off my foot from the position I was in. I yelled for Rose to get out of the basket NOW NOW NOW NOW!!! OUCH!!!!!
She continued to sit there and stare at me until I somehow managed to reach down and shove her and the basket off my foot. My foot was scraped up. Once the basket was gone, it felt much better, but it was definitely worse for the wear from the experience.
When Rose saw what she’d done to my foot, she burst into tears and ran to her room. I had to hold her crying a long time explaining that I would be ok and I knew it was an accident. I yelled because it hurt and I needed her to get off, but it wasn’t her fault! Whenever she looked at my foot after that, she would get upset even though I really was fine once the basket was off my foot. I lost a layer of skin, but it didn’t even scab over.
It just goes to show that no matter what your kids are doing, someone is going to get hurt. Maybe even you!
He’s only 8 months old, but Rachel’s baby E already likes to “help” with the laundry. He likes it so much, he has decided to become one with the laundry. He loves it when Rachel piles laundry on him. Being at one with the laundry makes him laugh and laugh.
He also has a great love of dryer sheets. They are a delicacy Rachel is trying to keep away from him, but he knows the truth. The delicious taste of dryer sheets is probably the very reason he has decided he wants to “help” with the laundry. I understand, E, dryer sheets are a delicacy at my house too.
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