Today was a bad day for my clothes, but an excellent day for Method's laundry detergent! By noon, all 3 of us were in our second outfits of the day and my washing machine was well on it's way to finishing the first of 3 loads. What takes me hours to sort, pre-treat, soak, wash, dry, fold, iron, and put away can be undone by L & L in a matter of seconds. Case in point, I was sitting in the waiting area at Hammond Dance Studio this morning as Laney was inside tapping away in her adorable (and brand new) pink ballet outfit. I am jiggling Liam on my lap and it starts to feel warm. And wet. His diaper leaked and he and I were now drenched in pee. Amazingly he managed not only to soak his overalls, but my cardigan, shirt, pants, and eventually underwear as it leaked through my layers. As the realization of the enormity of the mess dawns on me, I realized that the zipper pouch of clean clothes was at home on the garage floor, in the mess of emergency items that I failed to stick back in my car after cleaning it out (damn Patrick will do the "told you so dance" tonight when he hears about that!). So, Liam wore pee soaked overalls and I wore pee soaked pants. Pants that I had to wash twice to get the stains out of and then carefully ironed last night. Thanks Liam. I was looking for something to do this afternoon. Guess laundry is it... Fast forward to the end of dance class, and we headed to the Pancake House with Gigi (yes, still wearing pee-soaked clothing.) Laney ordered her usual: chocolate chip pancakes. Predictably the chocolate chips ended up from head to toe, covering her sweatshirt and pink tights. We headed home so I could head up my newest cleaning project.
As we walked in to our house through the laundry room, we made a pit stop at the clothes hamper. I stripped us all down and we headed upstairs to start over again. A do-over day for our outfits I declared. We gathered up everyone's wash piles and marched back downstairs to the laundry room. Laney and I sorted the clothes and sprayed down probably 90% of Liam's dirty clothing in Dreft stain remover. He is a SUPER messy eater. Miraculously all of Laney's chocolate pancakes missed the leotard and I felt triumphant as I held up the one item that did not have to be washed today.
While we are all clean again, it is only a matter of time before someone spills something and I am off to clean up the mess. Although I do give props to the dog for the worst mess in the last 24 hours. Patrick walked into the kitchen this morning to discover that sometime during the night, Toby decided that lifting his leg on our refrigerator would be a great idea. Honestly, no one has ever peed on my fridge before and still, it isn't the weirdest thing someone in our family has peed on. That distinction goes to Liam. While staying at Shesh and Pop Pop's house he was allowed to crawl around nude from the waist down due to diaper rash. Shesh found him gleefully pounding on the grandfather clock in the front entryway. Upon closer inspection she discovered that not only was he fascinated by the inner workings of the clock, but that he had somehow claimed it as a future possession because he and the clock had been covered in a waterfall of pee. Please Lord, let that be the weirdest thing that gets peed on in our house! And please Lord, let there be no more messes today. I have real work to get done.
