The Good, the Bad, and the Laundry

The Good: 
The girls had their annual well child check ups and they are the absolute pictures of health. We solidified our reputation for having the LOUDEST CHILDREN ON THE PLANET before we even walked in the door. Julia argued with the doctor that her brother is not a monkey, but a boy. Henry did his best to prove her wrong by climbing everything in sight. Katie got no shots, Julia got four (plus a finger prick!) and barely whimpered. Hooray for healthy kids.

The Bad:

Oh shit. Apparently, the genius who did the sheet rock in our house misjudged the placement of a stud, and put a piece of casement in the framing in order to screw the sheet rock in place. The only problem was he screwed right through the sheet rock and into the pipe behind it. It held for 5 years and then began the slow, slow leak. And now...now I'm thankful for insurance and a handy husband. It could have been a lot worse, so we'll live with the minor inconvenience until all is put back into place.

The Laundry:

What do you see? That's right, nothing.

Today, I made the laundry my bitch. I actually walked into the laundry room this morning and said "Today, I make you my bitch." OK, full disclosure - I actually said that yesterday morning, but I got distracted. So I had to say it again today and today I followed through. If you have, or have ever had, more than two people living in your house, you know just how quickly the laundry goes from caught up to underwear crisis. If one of those people likes to change clothes 2 or 3 times a day and throw clean clothes in the dirty clothes hamper, and one of them is always deciding midway through the day that she'd rather wear Minnie Mouse panties instead of Daisy Duck, and yet another one of them still poops their pants daily (Henry, just to clarify.)...you have a boatload of laundry in no time.

For the moment, it is all washed, dried and put away. What about the sheets? you ask. Yes, even the sheets. Booyah.