The following is an actual conversation with my 7yo son while I forced him to help me fold his laundry.
“Mom, look, THIS is how you fold underwear.” (Proudly displays pile of neatly folded chonies.) “You don’t just toss them in the pile.”
“Nice. If only you could remember to put them on every morning without me having to remind you.”
“I’m only 7. It’s not like I can remember everything.”
Yeah, this is my life.
(I always try to find an image to associate with my posts, but this one … I couldn’t do it. What was I supposed to do, Google “Little boys’ underwear”? I think not. I really need to write my own “What to Expect” book.)