Ben's Shirts
"Mom, I need my laundry done" "OK, go do it" "I don't know how" "Well, go get it and I will show you how." (AGAIN AND AGAIN, dumber than a box of rocks!) A few minutes later he appeared with a massive pile towering in one basket. Placing it on the floor, he sat on it squishing it down and releasing an odor, smiling like a little boy instead of the young man he was. Down in the wash room, I patiently (again) explained dropping in a detergent pod, spinning the dial to regular wash and then pulling the knob out to start the machine. I stopped him from putting three loads worth in one and walked away. Lucky for him, his girlfriend arrived in time to teach him (again) how to use the dryer and put in the next load. Despite my firm stand on no longer doing his laundry, I found myself folding his clothes later that evening while watching the baseball game. T shirt folding is an art in it's elegant simplicity. Find the shoulder seams...