Once things come out of the wash, we once again pay no heed, although this time it is to what goes where…some things are hung up to dry, some things are paid out on the drying rack, and some things are put in the dryer. Typically everything goes in the dryer…it is much faster and easier to do this and deal with the repercussion later.
It is not often I allow them to remove things from the dryer. I just can’t risk ruining the clothes I worked so hard at a) getting into the washer and b) not destroying during the wash cycle (sometimes things get caught on the center post…we’ve ripped and stretched more clothing than I care to recall; frankly it’s too painful.
So once things are out of the dryer, there is still some room for error, though I hope you know that I am doing the very best I can. Sometimes when my son is folding the laundry, he gets confused. Just this week, he put my dress in my husband’s stack of laundry. Yes, that brings up many questions, but just to be clear, NO Mr. Always Random does not wear my clothes. At least not to my knowledge.
I’m going to make the assumption that it is because the dress was (ok it still IS) a black and white plaid, and he may have simply assumed that it was a shirt like one of many that his father wears for work.
At the same time, however, he also gave me one of the blue, green and white plaid shirts belonging to my husband.
This kind of makes me rethink my own look, if my clothes are being confused for my husband’s…but that is another issue for another time.
Perhaps it is because he thinks of my husband as the one wearing more neutral or “dull” colors, while I am thought of as bright and cheerful (you’ll find that to be the case as well, I am certain…).
So…I can explain away the previous issues (kind of), but there is one thing I cannot explain away. This same child sometimes gets my husband's skivvies confused with my bras. I do not know how or why...but he does. I will continue to work on this, as well as the other issues, but I make no promises that the kinks will be worked out by your wedding day.
One last thing about laundry (for now): neither boy ever wants to put laundry away. So once the laundry is folded and sorted by owner (appropriately) and everyone has taken their respective stack of laundry to the respective rooms (well, Mr. Always Random and I share a room…not every married couple does but we do. Just in case anyone was wondering.), the PBA leave it in a stack (well, it starts out as a stack) on the floor in their closets and pull clothing from it as needed.
I have had repeated conversations about this and here’s what I figured you ladies can do to rectify it: either you put the clothes away for them or get used to seeing the same clothes often. Or don’t do laundry very often so they have to mix up the rotation.
Whatever you choose: I wish you good luck and Godspeed.
Love,Your future MIL
PS Did you notice that I did not specify which son is having such issues with clothing gender identification...there has to be some element of surprise, right?
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