Scott had to learn very early in our relationship that I am quite particular about my piles when folding laundry. He thought it was a joke at first and funny to mess with me, but learned soon that it is not funny and the piles must be respected. I appreciate that he's now helping the kids learn the lesson and telling them "don't mess up mom's piles" for me.
I want to know how you taught this valuable lesson to your husband. My dear sweetie needs to understand the seriousness of this concept as well! That is what my bed looks like (ok, on a good day- sometimes the piles don't get formed quickly enough) before bedtime. But by the time I finish brushing my teeth (and I spend the full 2 minutes while jim maxes out after one) the bed is mysteriously cleared (clothes on the floor- piles undetectable) and he's under the covers reading... ARRRrrggggggggg. Ok, sorry 'bout the novel but it was a good vent. I'll be leaving your blog up for him to view before bed tonight...
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I want to know how you taught this valuable lesson to your husband. My dear sweetie needs to understand the seriousness of this concept as well! That is what my bed looks like (ok, on a good day- sometimes the piles don't get formed quickly enough) before bedtime. But by the time I finish brushing my teeth (and I spend the full 2 minutes while jim maxes out after one) the bed is mysteriously cleared (clothes on the floor- piles undetectable) and he's under the covers reading... ARRRrrggggggggg. Ok, sorry 'bout the novel but it was a good vent. I'll be leaving your blog up for him to view before bed tonight...
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