Laundry. My arch enemy. My nemesis. Did I mention... not my favorite chore! When I do a load a day, and keep on top of it, it isn't so bad. However, these last couple of weeks, I've been so busy that laundry is LAST on the list. So I have to take a day every once in a while and try to "catch up" if that's even possible. I took all the laundry up to my bed to get it all folded, and half-way through that adventure, Bryson came upstairs to see what I was up to. I was trying to separate all the socks so that I could have one of the girls pair them up as one of their chores. Well, Bryson and I proceeded to have a sock fight. It was really funny. We were both laughing so hard throwing socks at each other. Once we had finished throwing socks everywhere, we gathered them up and I piled them on top of him. We had a great time, but all good things must come to an end... soon it was bedtime, and time for me to finish folding that stinkin' laundry. I still haven't caught up. I'm not sure I ever will. But I will definitely have a sock fight with anyone who wants to!

























