Car Wash Cacophony

I took the girls to Meijer the other day.  I drove around the parking lot until I found a shopping cart with the bench attached.  I put in the buggy bench, loaded all the girls, and started walking inside.  As I was crossing the parking lot I realized that the bench wasn't attached to the cart on one side.  Ugh.  I mentioned it to the store manager when I got inside.  He ran and grabbed a wrench, came back, knelt down, and said "it's going to be hard to fix when the bolt is missing."  He grabbed me another cart-bench and asked if he could help me transfer stuff over.  I asked how he felt about holding babies.  Then he held Siena while I moved the buggy bench over.  haha!  His coworkers kept walking by asking how they could get that job, or mentioning that they have full customer service.  Finally, 30 min after I drove into their parking lot, I was finally able to start shopping.  

People are funny.  I get lots of comments when I have all the girls with me, but they're usually the same comments.  "Wow you have your hands full." (and then some!)  "You're a busy mama!"  (I could really use a nap)  "Are they triplets?"  (this one puzzles me... take 2 seconds to look harder and figure it out for yourselves)  "Are they identical?" (valid question).  "Wow - twins!" (wow - big gulps, huh?)  "Are they all yours?" (as far as I know...)  But I like talking with people and usually they are well-meaning.  My favorite are the corny jokes people will say "What aisle did you pick them up?"  "Was it a buy one get one free sale?"  Oddly enough, lots of comments are directed toward our cool stroller.  

I drove through the car wash after getting gas one afternoon.  My mistake:

While I'm on random topics.  I want to tell you about my laundry liberation.  I have no problem throwing loads into my washing machine and moving them around.  Then I end up with baskets and baskets of clean clothes in my bedroom.  I hate folding clothes.  I don't know why.  It's just one of those chores that I really don't like doing.  I would prefer to clean the bathroom over folding laundry.  I know, I'm weird.  I think I've already established that in many prior posts.  Anyways, the clothes usually sit in the baskets for several days.  I always get annoyed when I have to dig around for stuff.  But then I remember that it's less to fold.  Finally I'll sit down, sort the clothes into babies/Scarlett/mom&dad.  Then fold each pile and put them away (usually the day before I need to start the process over).  Well, Scarlett's really into choosing her clothes and likes to dig around her drawers.  I remember one day being so ticked off at the mess she made of my pretty pants piles in her drawer.  She's 3.  She's excited about being big enough to make her own style choices.  Who's the person with the problem?  Not Scarlett.  So I asked myself "self, why are you folding the kids' clothes anyways?"  They wrinkle, spill, gunk up their clothes within minutes of putting them on.  I hang their nice stuff.  So why am I folding the daily play outfits?  Especially when I hate folding?  So I don't.  I turn them right side out.  But then I just throw the shirts in her shirt drawer.  Pants in the pants drawer.  Well, you get the idea.  It's super fast.  I put their clothes away days sooner.  And her drawers look the same as before, sans upset mom.  Liberation.  I invite you to join me.  :-)