I don’t know about the rest of you but in our house, laundry kicks our ass. Yes, I cursed on our family blog. Judge me if you must, but it is both appropriate and factual. It seems as though we always have mounds of laundry. I honestly can’t even remember the last time we had no dirty clothes… maybe 6 years and no kids ago. My children know to visit the dryer daily in search of clean clothes, pathetic I know. In light of these facts, I’ve written a tribute to my dryer.
Ode to the Dryer
Oh dryer Oh dryer, an ode to you
You dry our clothes and you store them too
You cheat the closet and dresser
Time with our wardrobe
For they never quite make it past the lint catcher
How I wish there were a fairy to bust out the wash
While I sleep at night and dream of matched up socks
To the dryer in the morning my children will flock
In hopes of finding some pants and hopefully a top
Any simple ensemble will do
The hunt for clean panties will quickly ensue
Color coordination is always a plus
Hoping for a match or there’ll be a fuss
Oh dryer Oh dryer, wonderful you are
Now if you could only cook dinner you’d be a rock star…