As I stood this weekend folding an entire Google Plex of laundry, I caught myself contemplating how on earth I was going to do life if one more responsibility walked into this family's schedule. Where in the world was the much needed 25th hour of the day going to come from? Glancing down as I neatly folded the ninth pair of kiddie PJs, I paused.
I fold pajamas. WHY, I ask you, do I take the time to fold pajamas?WHAT. Am I worried that someone is going to catch our entire family in our PJs one morning and actually think to themselves, "Look at that family! They look like they slept in those clothes. Who dresses them?"
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