Looks like I’m not as crazy as I once thought.
I’m not the only one who bites their baby’s fingernails. I’m not the only one who spends their day searching for and reorganizing sets of toys. I’m not the only one who can’t spell niece (For the record, spelled it correctly on my first try this time. Boom). I’m not the only one who drives through potholes. I’m not the only one who obsesses over baby socks. I’m not the only one who doesn’t iron. And I’m certainly not the only one who has frustrations with the timing of the cycles on their washer and dryer.
So, because of that, I thought that some of you would be happy to know that where there was one there are now two.
Found it this morning while changing Eva’s diaper and noticed that the foot of her sleeper seemed a little bunchy. I actually ran into the bathroom to show Evan, rather excitedly, that I had found the sock. Needless to say, he wasn’t as pumped as I.
Also, I found a fantastic (read: opposite of fantastic) way to overcome the issue with the washer and the dryer. It’s called put a load of laundry in and forget to shut the lid so the cycle doesn’t run through. Anyone else ever do this? I swear it happens to me at least once every few weeks. I never notice until I go out into the laundry room to switch it over. Then, I get angry. And that is never pretty.