Tuesday, November 27, 2007

What Was He Wearing on His Feet?

Monday mornings when I wake the kids up for school, I remind them that I need all their laundry. I do laundry every Monday. They shouldn't need to be reminded, but still I remind them. Then, if something doesn't get put in the laundry, it doesn't get washed. It's not my job to go around collecting stuff.

Yesterday, Cory told me that he had found a 'stash' of socks so he had put a bunch of them in the laundry. When I sorted the laundry, I did indeed find a bunch of socks. Who knew the boy had so many socks? But, with so many of them collecting in a dirty pile in his room, what in the world has he been wearing on his feet?

Maybe that's what that smell was - stinky teenage boy feet in dirty socks!


  1. Laundry is the worst job in the world. If I ever won the lottery I may consider just buying new clothes and donating the "only worn once" to GoodWill or something. Ewe, but that wouldn't work. I wouldn't to donate dirty clothes. So I would still have to wash.... hmmmm, I didn't think this through very well.
    Maybe I'll just hire a maid to do all my laundry.

  2. I find piles of odd socks - where do the others go!!

  3. My boys do that, too. Crispy socks are gross!


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