Untangled hangers

For the first time in my entire life laundry was enjoyable. Yes, I said it. I enjoyed folding my laundry today. Are you in shock? I am, once again. I am in shock at the surprises parenting brings to me on a daily basis. Little reminders that life is short. These surprises really do make me count my blessing and live every moment like it's my last. Cliche, I know. But, these words are perfect to describe a good, even okay, day of what being a Mom is like.

So, I am sure you are wondering what is so great about doing laundry?? I'll tell you.

The mountain of disorderly, wrinkled and tangled clothes sitting on the recliner chair from Saturday starred at me with it's button eyes and zipper mouths. It was taunting me as I zipped around the living room picking up toys left scattered about from the night before. R was helpful in loading and unloading the washer and dryer and hauling a few baskets up and down the stairs over the weekend but I was just to tired to fold laundry. I left it waiting. However, the clothes heaped onto of the recliner were clean. Thankfully.

Due to the fact I really, really didn't want to look at them all evening I dove right in and started folding them. I couldn't bare the site anymore. I brought a pile of hangers out to the living room to hang the hang-ables, which i already had set aside from the sorted piles of R clothes, M clothes, my clothes and E itty bitty clothes. Sounds like a normal, mundane chore, right?

This is when it gets better.

I remembered, as E is ran towards my nice neat stack of hangers: SHOOT! this kid loves hangers. I was just waiting to have to untangle a mess of hangers once she's had her fun. I hate tangled hangers. It frustrates me like losing my keys or wearing mismatched socks.

But to my surprise, instead of grabbing and running E took one off the stack and handed it to me. I took it, hung my shirt and turned and she was ready with another. I took it and hung a second shirt. I'm sure my mouth was hanging open already. I couldn't believe it! We continued on this way until all the hangers were gone AND all the shirts were hung up and my, or should I say our, chore was done.

Children amaze me. If you let them they really do begin teaching you life's biggest lessons.

I love my little helper.

Keep Loving.