Motherhood has lots of perks. One of my favorites... laundry. Yeah, that is right, laundry. I figure that with all the quarters, dimes and nickels that I find in the laundry, I could plan a spa day for myself. At the current rate, it will only take about 10 years. Maybe I should come up with something a little more realistic.
Some days are more fruitful than others. On a lucky day, I find a few dollars. On a really lucky day, I find folded up little notes about boys. On a not-so-lucky day, I find sticks, rocks and pencils.
Saturday was one of those not-so-lucky days. I found a binder clip - useful but not what I was hoping for. The quarter was a nice addition to my collection. However, I seem to have an over abundance of rocks. Why do boys enjoy putting remnants of the playground in their pockets? How many rocks does one kid need?
So far tonight, I'm 0 for 3. Three loads of laundry and nothing. I have done white clothes, towels and delicates. I really wasn't expecting anything from those loads. Although, there is a nice big load of jeans for later tonight. I think I have a good chance of hitting pay dirt! Tonight could be my lucky night!
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I might add that the little tin bank was given to you by your granny. She kept her found change in it and gave it to you when you were a toddler.
Hannah had a thing for rocks over the summer. And going to recess in kinder was like hitting the jackpot for her. She'd come with what fists full of rocks stashed in her pockets, in her backpack, in her jacket. It was crazy! Fortunately we've worked past that. But I still find ocassional surprises in her pockets. Oh, to be a kid again! :)
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