We had some before-school-sock-drama at our place this morning. And since I fold laundry at the kitchen table (at our house, everything happens in the kitchen,) I’ve decided I can post about it.
Although I’m actually pretty caught up on laundry and although our home is actually in pretty good shape considering how busy this pre-Christmas week has been, a quick sock re-con revealed a total of 14 dirty socks between the two bedrooms of my three kids. What the what!?
I don’t know if you know this, but the dirty socks must be placed into the dirty clothes bin if they are expected to be laundered. I guess I forgot to mention this to my 5, 7 and 8 year olds over the course of the past 5, 7 and 8 years. I caught them up to speed this morning.
Here’s the part that doesn’t add up though: out of 14 socks (an even number!) there were four stand-alones. Man does that bug me.
I may be a whiz at meal planning and healthy family eating (I am, seriously–you should check out my workshops), but I will never understand how mateless socks seem to breed in my home.
Here’s a thought: perhaps those lost mates belong to the feet of children who have play dates at your house. Not that MY children EVER leave things behind, but we should compare our mismatches and see if we can make a pair. 😉