Dirty Laundry, February 1

There are four people that live in this house. That equals two pairs of underwear (Yes, we're still working on the potty training, thank you very much!!), two onsies, four pairs of pants, four shirts, eight socks, and a few wash clothes/towels every day. That pretty much fills up a laundry basket. I feel we are drowning in laundry. I am not even the person responsible for doing the laundry and I still feel overwhelmed by it.

Mark is the laundry guy, thanks to our "special" washer. It needs to be coddled and manhandled all at the same time. Don't ask, I don't. All I know is I can't work it. I do, however, attempt to help by folding the laundry when it's done. Here is a basketful. You can pretty much walk into my house at any given time and see this very same image. No matter how often we do it, no matter how on top of things or caught up I feel, laundry wins just about every time. Hey, at least we're dressed, right?

PBS, January 29

PBS is the reason I get anything done. No, really. Before having kids myself I always kind of looked at television before a certain age as a no-no. I imagined it would sap creativity and make kids lethargic and difficult to engage. Now, I think those things don't sound so bad. KIDDING! Now, I know that television can be an amazing tool. Firstly, my kids are actually learning things. Which is good. Secondly, and more importantly :P, I can actually get the dishes done. So, I am eternally grateful to Curious George, Super Why and Sid the Science Kid. Without their help I don't think I'd have a dish to eat off of. Not to mention a folded piece of laundry, a bathroom mirror I could see into, and a kitchen floor that isn't covered in crumbs.

Today's picture is of the boys enjoying their daily dose of PBS. What the heck was I doing taking pictures? There is housework to be done!