Thursday, December 3, 2009
A letter to my children
Dear Children (this really is to J, G, and E. M is not walking, so I can't blame him!),
I love you and would do almost anything for you, but I think you are confused about who I am. I am not a maid. I will do the laundry, but I will not hunt down dirty clothes. I will not search behind doors and try to figure out what is clean and what is dirty. I will wash, dry, fold and deliver to your room the clothes in the laundry room. I hope this clears things up. So please do your part and bring your dirty clothes to the laundry room. Thank you!
Your loving mother
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Love it! Love it!
After a month of marriage, I decided no more picking up behind him. If not in laundry basket,didn't get washed. One morning he woke me being really mad. I don't have any clean underwear! Well the basket is empty so where are they. That was the end of that...guess he wore dirty's that day.
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