The crazy heat wave we have been enduring here in Los Angeles has everyone hyper aware of energy use. Appliances need to used after 7pm; So, laundry has been a bit of a back burner. It's ok. Tonight I caught up on Sadie's hamper. I had completely forgotten how much I love to wash her clothes.
|Fresh out of the dryer - a jumble of color|
Before she was born, I must have washed anything that said NB or 0-3 months a dozen times. Wash, dry, fold. Yes, I was on bed rest, so laundry kept me seated & busy. Folding everyone of those little onesies. Arranging and rearranging her dresser drawers. Matching up brightly colored socks. It's calming. Cathartic. Hopeful. Children's clothes are bright and happy and soft right out of the dryer. How can you not have a smile on your face when you match up jammies with flowers and big bright dots all over them? A tiny little break in your heart when you realize something is too small now won't fit her. Folding her laundry is the perfect way to end any day.
|Ready for the closet|
Now would someone kindly put them away for me? I would love to go bed now ....