A couple weeks ago, I opened up the dryer, hoping to find fresh jeans to wear for an outing, and instead found its contents dotted with a 24-pack of Crayolas. My favorite new zip-up hoodie, Jarod's staple fleece, jeans, you name it. Seriously. Apparently, Chou-chou had helped me load the dryer that morning... with a baggie full of crayons. So sad.
Just in case anyone needs help with this one in the future, you will need Ajax or Comet for the dryer, WD-40 for the clothes, lots of elbow grease, and a good sense of humor. And almost all our clothes got thrown out, despite repeated efforts to salvage my new Lucky hoodie. So sad.
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oh that is sad. i think that deserves at least a couple swear words. you are so patient to keep your sense of humor, well done, mama!
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