Laundry
The last few days have been a litany of laundry thanks to a cream of wheat breakfast gone awry & a couple of mornings when Oliver woke up soaked. This evening as I tossed his pants on the floor to add to the never ending laundry cycle I heard a loud bang. Oliver’s pants don’t usually crash to the floor unless he’s in them. That’s when I discovered the stash of rocks in his pockets.
A rock stash.
I guess the days of not having to worry about checking Oliver’s pockets are officially over. It’s only a matter of time now before I melt a crayon in the dryer. Start laying odds people – the time is nigh!
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