mommy’s helpers
It may be true that many hands make light work but little hands in the laundry make for dark socks in the light loads and clothespins scattered everywhere.
It may be true that many hands make light work but little hands in the laundry make for dark socks in the light loads and clothespins scattered everywhere.
On sunny days, I try to hang the diapers outside to dry…they get sun-bleached and smell so good when they come off the line. -Jessica Telian in “The obligatory cloth diaper post”
My last clothespin bag fell apart along with my clothesline a couple years ago so when I bought a new clothesline through Amazon earlier this year, I was in desperate need of something to put my clothespins in. The only problem was, I kept forgetting to look for a new bag whenever I went to…
a guest post by Kristy I remember the first time I stumbled upon a recipe for homemade laundry detergent: I was dumbfounded. Make your own laundry detergent? You’ve got to be kidding! Who even knew it was possible? As outlandish at the idea seemed to my twenty-first century-woman brain, it was the savings that convinced…
When they are tiny, the ride in the laundry basket is the highlight of the day. And the weight of them, the brush of their fingers? Memories to cherish. They will outgrow the basket and you will be left with a running wild-man that won’t hold still for a split-second kiss, let alone a ride…
In the first few weeks we did laundry by hand, but this was such an arduous and overwhelming chore, requiring so much water to haul and so much time to line dry the sopping clothes, we soon resorted to the laundromat. Laundry was done once a week, hauled in old recycling tubs to town, washed,…
laundry tips from a fifty-something homeschooling mom This is the way we wash our clothes, Wash our clothes, This is the way we wash our clothes, So early Monday morning. –“Here We Go ’round the Mulberry Bush” a guest post by my mom, Sara Louise I don’t hang my clothes outside like my daughter Gretchen….
a guest post by Jessica White Laundry is definitely one of the things that I love to hate (or is it hate to love?). Having triplets meant jumping instantaneously from 3 to 6 people in our family, and did not really leave much of a learning curve when it comes to how to handle laundry…
There’s something so beautiful about it. Hung all in a row on the line to dry. In colorful mounds waiting to be sorted or neatly stacked and folded piles. Clean or dirty, I love looking at other people’s laundry! And it’s always fascinating to read about their laundry methods—find out if they turn the clothes…
If you wash on Monday, you have all the week to dry… If you wash on Tuesday, you’re still not much awry… If you wash on Friday, you wash in real need… If you wash on Saturday, you are slovenly indeed. -an early 1900’s skip-rope rhyme quoted in The Clothesline by Irene Rawlings and Andrea…
a guest post by Jennifer (Pinkerton) van Leeuwen Monday came fast. We’d arrived to the new “home” on a Friday after two weeks trekking across the country and into Canada on a honeymoon road trip. The occasional hotel laundry room had provided unique bonding experiences along the way (“John! Why did you put my white…
I’m looking forward to pulling off my socks and hauling a heavy basket of wet clothes out in the warm sunshine, wrestling the sheets against the wind, shoving the pins down hard, and hoping things stay put ’till they dry. Few of my household tasks are as pleasant as hanging the washing out for the…
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