I've got hubby trained, at least. He's really bad about getting his laundry in the hamper, but if he realizes Saturday night he has nothing to wear to church the next day, he does his own load. Except of course that was probably eldest son's thinking -- pays no attention to me on the theory that he can just do it himself. Not when I'm going to be piloting the van the next day, pal.
And I never did vet the girls' clothing - wonder what sort of interesting costumes they've got planned for my parents. Youngest daughter insisted on wearing a long-sleeved shirt and long pants to Sea World, when it was somewhere in the 80s (Fahrenheit), on the theory that then she wouldn't have to put on much sunscreen. And she wears long-sleeved red velvet dresses to church year 'round, first because their her favorite, and second because I swear the kid's cold blooded and she's always whining about how cold it is summer mornings.
Not, mind you, that she is willing to wear tights in the winter - white crew socks, even with her dresses. Flip flops, usually (but not necessarily) without socks in the summer. Fashion maven, that one.
And I never did vet the girls' clothing - wonder what sort of interesting costumes they've got planned for my parents. Youngest daughter insisted on wearing a long-sleeved shirt and long pants to Sea World, when it was somewhere in the 80s (Fahrenheit), on the theory that then she wouldn't have to put on much sunscreen. And she wears long-sleeved red velvet dresses to church year 'round, first because their her favorite, and second because I swear the kid's cold blooded and she's always whining about how cold it is summer mornings.
Not, mind you, that she is willing to wear tights in the winter - white crew socks, even with her dresses. Flip flops, usually (but not necessarily) without socks in the summer. Fashion maven, that one.
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