Laundry

Busy Mom says she hates children's socks.  I say why stop with socks?  I've tried helping Jane fold clothes. I'd rather install a ceiling fan.  I have no trouble with my clothes. Maybe it's because it's my clothes; I suspect it's because I'm a bland wardrobe deprived Dad.  I basically have 5 piles: Tee-shirts, socks, underwear, pants, misc shirts. But throw in women's clothes and three small kids and it's mayhem.  For Kristen, who is two and a half, and probably has 12 pair of flip-flops alone (thank goodness they don't need laundering), she would probably require 76 different piles of clothes.  No two articles of clothing appear to be the same.  Nothing lies flat and each is tiny and resists attempts to fold it neatly. Maybe we need disposable clothes for kids too young to fold their own clothes.  You open up a matching set, you wear it, you throw it away.  Needless to say, I don't fold clothes often. I'm better suited to simply carrying the laundry basket of dirty/folded clothes up and down our stairs.