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And Sometimes even Trained Mommies get it wrong! Part II Emily 06 SEP 2014

Almost exactly three years ago, Chantelle gnashed her teeth and threw her arms up into the air in exasperation after turning all of baby Jess’ clothes pink thanks to an errant red baby tracksuit pants that was in the wash.

This time around, all of baby Emily’s clothing is now blue (plus our bathroom mat), thanks to an errant navy blue baby pants that was in the washing machine.

Luckily, Emily happens to look cute no matter what she wears! :)

Oh, and just because our baby-toothed, solid food munching Emily doesn’t get all that much exposure on this here blog these days, here are a couple of photos of her chilling at the Baby Steps creche:

emily lotter at baby steps

emily lotter in her cot at baby steps

emily lotter with the other babies at baby steps

See, cute as a button, isn’t she?

(Extra note: Baby Steps is using preschool2me to provide us with daily reports these days, which means that we get treated to a new photo of Emily in her now natural habitat each and every day. Much more fun that the boring old book they used back in Jess’ time!)

Joke Factory: What’s Written on the Shirt? Jokes & other Funny Stuff 18 AUG 2011

A housework-challenged husband decided to wash his own t-shirt for the first time ever. So he disappeared into the washing room and promptly called out to his wife: “honey, what setting must I use on the washing machine to wash my shirt?”

The wife shouted back, “What does it say on the shirt dear?”

Shrugging his shoulders, the man replied, “University of Stellenbosch!”

The Never Diminishing Laundry Basket My Life 21 JAN 2010

I think my mom would probably have killed me had I still been living with her and generating the huge amount of laundry that I currently come up with on a daily basis. As it is, I think Chantelle could quite possibly be hating it as well – though luckily in our house it’s basically the person who is home or gets home first that needs to see to the laundry, meaning its pretty much equal opportunity at the moment.

But I am serious but this seemingly never ending pile of dirty washing that seems intent on taking over our bedroom when we take our eyes off the washing basket for even just a minute.

Ever since increasing my gym routine to mornings and lunch (and sometimes even after work as well), the number of sweaty, stinky t-shirts, underpants and socks just never seem to stop coming in, and when combined with a sweaty dogi twice a week and the usual daily work golf shirt and underpants… well you get the picture.

The number of items needing a wash has increased so drastically that I’ve even had to go out and buy a second Venus clothes hanger in order to pin everything up and I swear if I had the space, a large LG clothesdryer would already be sitting there in all of its glory. (Or perhaps I should just invest in one of those washing machine/dryer combo units?)

Anyway, the point of this all is that had I still been living with Mom I’m sure she’d have killed me by now – or simply given up! :)

(P.S. It’s been two weeks now and my stomach has still NOT recovered from that stomach bug that struck me down last Monday! Icky. Oh, and Christmas trees are going for 75% off at Woolworths – we’ll hopefully get one today or at least by the end of the week! Better late than never I say! :P)