Before I had kids, I considered myself pretty kid-savvy. After all, I am the youngest of all of my siblings and step-siblings, so I had my fair share of diaper changes and spit up to think I was an expert. But I quickly came to the conclusion that no matter how much knowledge you think you have when it comes to kids, you are sadly mistaken. I have a feeling this will be a recurring post, so let's just call this "part one" and start with my very first experience in the world of the unknown, which took my confidence level from expert, to beginner. Buckle up and enjoy, because it started even before the kiddos came along.
It was Memorial Day weekend. I recently had a baby shower and decided to get a head start on washing some baby clothes. Nesting perhaps? Regardless, I felt ahead of the game. To make a long and incredibly boring story short, our washing machine decided it was going to go through an entire cleaning cycle without draining the water. Picture this. A full load of towels sitting in stale, dirty water with your only option being to wring them out one by one and re-wash them at mom and dad's. What is this? College? Then, try finding a repair man on Memorial Day. And what you get, folks is a man on his way to a BBQ leaving his wife to wait in the car while he does the job. Oh and did I mention the steep price tag of a holiday repair man?! Yep, that was fun! But here comes the exciting part. Mr. Handyman asked if we had any little ones other than the one that was clearly on the way. He continued to share with us that tiny socks get caught in the drain, causing it to clog. Light bulb!! Before washing...uh, trying to wash...the load of towels, I attempted to wash all of Cooper's new clothes. Remember? Sure enough, an hour and $200 later, we had nothing to show for it other than a little blackened sock freshly pulled from the drain. At first I felt like an idiot. How could I have not known about this? Then I felt like I must have been the only lucky one this had happened to, because there was no way my friends and family would withhold this very important, very expensive piece of information from me. We will never know. But today, you're in luck! Because I'm here to share it with you.
So what's the solution you ask? A lingerie mesh washing bag found at good ole Target (Sorry, Dad! I'm sure they have them at Wal-Mart too!). Who knew? Not only does this gem keep the socks out of the under parts of your washing machine, it keeps them separate from the rest of the load so the dryer doesn't turn them into lint. We all know this happens! There's a bonus too. If you have multiple people in your family, just assign a washing bag to each individual and allow them to match their own socks. Brilliant, I tell ya!! So, take advice from me, and buy a few extra lingerie washing bags (or just dust off the one that's not being used for lingerie now that you're a mom) and make your life just a little bit easier. Trust me, you'll thank me one day!
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