I blame Adam and Eve, really, for this:
I’m sure if I’d been in their situation I would have screwed things up even worse. But the fact is, they are the ones responsible for us having to wear clothes and I get a little annoyed with them on Laundry Day.
But I realized I had an entire untapped laundry workforce.
And thanks to a post from Jen at i heart organizing and a suggestion from Cousin Kari, I put them to work. My problem has always been that I do laundry at night when everyone is in bed — so I can’t make the kids help. But I’ve now given each kid their own clean laundry bin.
The bins sit on top of the dryer and clothes are sorted — straight from the dryer into each kid’s bin. The older two (aged nine and seven) fold and put away their clothes after school. I fold the five-year old’s clothes and he puts them away.
The nine-year-old has also been assigned to wash the towels (thank you, Kari!) I love this suggestion because he gets practice running the washer and dryer, but if he screws up he hasn’t ruined anyone’s clothes. And if we know you well enough for you to use our towels, you know that an accidental pink towel isn’t the weirdest thing about us anyway.
The first time everyone did their new chores, things went swimmingly. They did an excellent job. The second time they had to do laundry, there may have been crying and gnashing of teeth and one particular kid who threw a pair of pants. So I would encourage you to stick with it. Eventually it will all become routine, but it may not be fun getting there.
I also had to promise myself I wouldn’t look in their drawers to see how neat their clothes were. Most of their clothes are wrinkle-resistant anyway, and I didn’t want them thinking I’d come along and fix anything they didn’t feel like doing correctly.
Good luck! And may your days be filled with increasingly less laundry…