Its always cute the first time.
Maybe even the tenth or fifteenth time.
But in this case, after the sixth or seventh outfit change and clean clothes are strewn throughout the house or mixed in with the dirty laundry (and there's only certain items of clothing I am willing to sniff in order to determine cleanliness) its only funny the second time. I often wish the dryer came with a lock.
Several times a day I will hear the dryer door being opened and shut, opened and shut while I'm frantically trying to recall if I had left a load of clothes in it.
Now, I know what you're thinking. Why don't you just take your clothes out as soon as the dryer is done and put them away! Then you wouldn't have this problem!
Don't worry, I forgive you for thinking such ridiculously funny thoughts. Life on the fast track with three toddlers and a baby and 2+ loads of laundry per day (on a good day if I keep up with it), ain't that simple.
But this time, it was a load of daddy's clothes in the dryer to be confiscated.
It really was super cute. I mean, being as fashionable as we are around here I'm pretty sure we'll set a trend that the whole neighborhood will soon follow.
Even baggy pants are back in style! (Thank heavens we were all out of skinny jeans... darn)
We even have a touch of the European runway happening here.
Tickets are on sale now!
And never fear. The kids would never allow Alayna to get away with out a bit of stylin' going on in her crib. (Ha ha! Her "crib"... that was good, and you got to admit it)
Surely your Monday doesn't look so bleak anymore!