He was a teenager. That’s the first bit of information I should share with you before you judge me.
From the age of 13 to 15, he changed from a huggable, lovable son who bought me flowers to a changing-voiced male who thought that most of what I said was either simple, silly, or just plain stupid.
I understood. After all, I wasn’t ancient enough to not remember how I felt as a teen.
Fortunately, to the outside world my son was sociable and funny, quick-witted, showing off his dimples often. Top grades at school, enough that it was a struggle to get him to sit at the table and study.
Everything came easy to him. But at home, Sonny Boy was disgruntled and moody. Chores? Snores. The idea of a family vacation was gruesome to him, whether a weekend skiing or even a week at a tropical island.
But I persevered. Glimmers of his natural tenderness showed through now and then. I knew that once he got through the far side of adolescence, I’d have my son back.
As always, I did the family laundry. One load of whites, one load of colors, two days a week until Sonny hit 13 and his clothes more stinky. I added another laundry day. I washed, dried, folded, and delivered a pile of clean clothes to each family member.
One afternoon, after school and before dinner, Sonny stomped into the kitchen where he found me preparing our always-on-Monday spaghetti dinner. “My blue jeans are wrinkled!” he protested.
“What?” I turned to him, spatula in hand, confused by the expression on his face. “Your blue jeans…” I repeated after him.
“You folded them wrong!” Sonny said.
Oh Lordy. I didn’t stop to wonder why he suddenly cared about his appearance. I didn’t notice the soft fuzz that shadowed below his nose. But I did feel a long deep rumble of anger grow from my belly to my mouth.
In a soft contained voice I suggested: “You are absolutely right. I did not do the laundry to your liking.”
Sonny nodded a bit of a “see?” agreement.
“Therefore,” I continued, “you are in charge of your own laundry from now on.”
My dear son’s mouth opened wide. “But I don’t even know how…”
“You’re a smart young man. I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
So, this is where you may judge me, dear reader. I never again cleaned my son’s clothes. And to be fair to him, he never complained.
When I visit him now in his big house with three active sons under the age of 10, I notice the large laundry room Sonny designed.
And I notice that his wife never enters that room.
Intetesting story. I like your content
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Thanks! To clean clothes. 🙂
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❤❤
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an excellent life lesson
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Turns out it was a good lesson. Phew. One parenting success checked off. 🙂
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A great lesson
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At the time I was just an annoyed mom, but yay, the repercussions were positive. 🙂
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I bet Sonny wished he wore those wrinkled jeans. At least he picked a wise wife!
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Haha, yes, I think at first my son wished he’d kept his complaints to himself. But in the end, I think he actually likes doing the laundry. (Not that he’d ever admit it…) 🙂
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I don’t judge you at all. It seems you made the perfect response!
(My husband and I both do laundry–and both of us wear wrinkled clothes. 🤣)
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My guy is a bit OC with his clothes. His shirts go to the dry cleaner, and he irons his jeans (um yup). Good news here – I haven’t touched an iron in 30+ years. 🙂
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I’m not sure where our iron is. . .🤣
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We no longer own an iron.
I donated it. 😀
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🙂
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As a wise woman once said, there’s more than one way to sort the laundry!
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I never heard that quote before, but it’s brilliant! And yes, I’m sure first said by a wise wise woman. 🙂
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I wouldn’t judge you! You made your daughter-in-law’s life easy! 😄
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My DIL appreciates her husband’s finesse with the dirty laundry of three active young boys, for sure! :-0
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She is a wise woman like her MIL. ❤️
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My husband has always done his own laundry. He can be fussy about shirts so he takes them to the laundry to get starched and ironed but he washes everything else. His clothes, his problems.
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Kate, I’m embarrassed to say that my guy doesn’t even know where the laundry detergent is. My bad! However, he does send his shirts out to the dry cleaner, and he irons his own clothes. That’s somethin’… Three cheers to your husband!
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We married later in life and he was in a routine to do his laundry which he continued to do. He also irons. I rarely iron. I buy my clothes carefully! 🙂
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I love this! You are a wise woman indeed and did a great favour to another woman. My first husband´s mother did everything for him so he was completely useless around the house. I taught my son how to do domestic chores. When she asked me why I wasn’t doing those things for him I said, “I don’t want to do to another woman what you did to me.” Later, he was a single dad for 5 years with no problem!
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Wow, I like how you “tell it like it is,” Darlene. Too many kids these days have no idea how to make themselves a bowl of cereal, much less wash their dirty underwear. Best that they learn “domestic chores” sooner rather than later, and not expect someone else to do it for them! High fiving you, wise woman. ❤
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🙂 🙂
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Good for you, Pam. My daughter has two young teens who do their own laundry, and I think it’s great. She made a change that I didn’t have the gumption to make!
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I’m trying to encourage my daughter to let her older kids (13, 12) to start taking care of their own laundry. She is reluctant (“it will all turn out pink!”) It does take courage and gumption to put early teens in charge of their dirty laundry, but worth the effort (if you ask me, and truly she doesn’t). 🙂
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Yes I think it is totally worth the effort. Good for the kids as well as the parents. 😊
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Bravo!! You are a genius!! Well done.
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Not sure I’d go as far as saying “genius” :-), but my annoyance turned into wisdom, in the end. Haha. Thanks, Marlene.
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I wish I ever had the patience for such as measured response. Kudos to you!
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I should have mentioned that I counted 1 to 10 before I said anything. 🙂
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Hehee.
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Thanks for the fun story Pam. You did great. My mom taught my brother and I to be independent too about laundry, cooking, and more.
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Yay for your mom! And weren’t you glad, once you left her nest, that you knew how to do it all?
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Yes!
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Wonderfully wise Pam! My three sons are on the high side of 56 and do the laundry, shopping and cooking. Aren’t their wives lucky?
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Your sons’ wives are lucky because they married your sons, and because YOU are their mother-in-law!!
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What is there to judge? He’s lucky you did his laundry for as long as you did 😉
Mine have been doing theirs since they are about that 13-14.
And how wonderful that your now grown-up-and-now-a-father son does the laundry! Lucky daughter-in-law!
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Dale, high five to you sister (and “right-on” mother). Yes, tough love keeps our kids smart and able to take care of themselves as needed. Love, indeed. ❤
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It’s part of our job, I say, to prepare them to move forwards. 💞
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Great story!!! Lessons in love begin at home. Laundry is one of those things we will always have to do. It is a chore we need to learn how to do if we want clean clothes to wear! Learning early that all of these chores do take time and effort is a very good thing. As my sister says, “There are no dish fairies or clothes fairies to do the work that has to be done. 🙂
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Haha. Wise sister you have. I thank my lucky stars that I have a washer/dryer at home to launder my clothes. Many people aren’t so lucky. I hope my “kids” and soon their kids understand the blessing of washing, drying, and folding. ❤
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Great, Pam. Your daughter-in-law should be very grateful 🙂
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She’s never thanked me, Mary, but I think she’s afraid that if she says anything, my son will lose his love of doing the laundry. 🙂
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You raised your son well, Pam. If that were my son and if I’d have that same experience, I would have told him the same thing. But, maybe with a less contained temperament. 🙂
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My son has always let me know that my “quiet, contained” voice is my scariest. I’ve used it well. 🙂
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Love this, Pam! When my two sons entered that difficult teenage phase, motherhood lost its joy. You did well in having him do his own laundry. I did the same with mine. As a single working mother, I couldn’t do it all.
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I don’t understand parents who insist on “doing it all” for their children into adulthood. A disservice to their kids, and to themselves! The teenage years are tough for all concerned, and its a sigh of relief when we all get through it in one piece (and with clean clothes). 🙂
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What a lovely lesson you conveyed to your teenager! Early learners do well in life. Well done Pam.
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Thanks Balroop. At the time I think it was more my irritation that convinced me that my son needed to do his own laundry. In hindsight, it was a brilliant idea. 🙂
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Good lesson. I had a friend whose mother nailed all the clothes laying in his room to the floor. She told him that anything not picked up would recief=ve the same treatment. He became very neat after that experience.
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I’m laughing and shaking my head in wonder at the same time. Wow, talk about being “nailed to the wall” (or in this case to the floor). I’m glad I didn’t need to revert to such drastic measures, but mothers do what they need to do. 🙂
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It did make the point.
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I did the same with my son when he was 13 . When I married my husband he was 33 and his mother still did his laundry . The first time he did his own laundry he poured a whole bottle of bleach into the wash machine. Everything turned pink.
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Oh. My. You had a lot of training to do when you married your man, Gerlinde! Smart move to start early with your son. 🙂
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I became very much a “go do it yourself” mom once the kids hit their middle teenage (read: miserable and sulky) years, and I know exactly the feelings that prompted this story. The next time we’re together, remind me of this post and I’ll tell you another laundry story. 😉
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“miserable and sulky” – great adjectives for those years. I’m not sure I can wait for 9 months before I hear your laundry story. ACK!! Hmmm, maybe you can include it in one of your cozy mysteries…..
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If the laundry story were about one of my kids, I’d gladly put it in a book!
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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I love this and the calm transfer of laundry duty to the teen!
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“Calm transfer” is a good way to describe it, Denise. I learned early in motherhood that a soft contained voice got the message across much more loudly than a yell. 🙂
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Loving it!
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Thanks, Bette. 🙂
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I ❤ this! You are one wise mama!
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Wisdom often erupts from necessity to keep ones wits (and to temper ones temper). 🙂
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I sure hope this story is true! If so, good for you! It’s not always fun when we learn life lessons when we are young (or even when we are older) but they are so important. My husband and I both do laundry, depending on who gets inspired so I imagine his mother (who had six children) might have encouraged some… ummm… independence in that area too.
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This story is absolutely true, Janis. It was almost surreal, how my son picked up doing his own laundry quickly once it was placed in his lap. We were both happier with the result. I’m ashamed to say I have not had the same success with my guy. When I met him at the “old age” of 36 he’d been on his own for many years. Surprisingly, once we were housemates he forgot how to find the detergent, much less use it. 🙂
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Big hurrah for your son–and for you for holding him to it, the laundry that is.
I am very familiar with the wiles of teen boys, those with more than peach fuzz and lowered voices. They are probably doing their own laundry as our son did before them. I love the layers of lessons here, far more than just laundry.
To add: The sad tale of the beyond middle-aged male whose wife was hospitalized. Lo, and behold, he found himself in deep do-do. Though a captain of industry, he was befuddled about the washer dials, didn’t know how to operate the blamed thing and had to summon his daughter, who gave him the what-for. Uh-oh!
Very cool, Pam!
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Isn’t it strange how “doing the laundry” is only in the purview of the female kingdom to many? Hopefully times are a’changing, but in many households that I shall not name here, I notice that the wife/mother still does all the laundry. A disservice to all!
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‘Mean Mama’! However, constructive! All the best… 🙂
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“Mean Mama,” indeed. And at times my teenage son (who noted the color of my eyes only when he was peeved) called me the “green-eyed monster.” 🙂
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Judge you? Oh no, never, my friend. Young men need to learn how to do their laundry, wash dishes, clean toilets, vacuum, and cook. Or someday they’ll look at their wives after 35 years of marriage and ask, “How do you run the dishwasher?” (Happened last week). Good for you for giving your son some wonderful life skills. Yay. Love the jumping photo, Pam. Awesome.
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Oh. Dear. And …. whoops! But I think I’m laughing so hard because I’ve been asked the same thing by someone very close to me (who happens to hand wash the dishes after I cook, but still hasn’t quite figured out those complicated buttons on the dishwasher). But this is what WE have wrought, my dear friend. 🙂
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LOL! My special person also hand-washes the dishes because of those confusing buttons. And oh yes, I accept my role in this, and never ever complain since I get to stay home all day and write while he heads off to work. I’ll happily run the dishwasher for him.
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See? That’s my philosophy also. My special person changes the light bulbs and the batteries of the smoke alarms. Makes us even-steven. 🙂 🙂
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Exactly! Even while scrubbing toilets, I think I got the better end of the deal.
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You trained him well! I love it.
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I take happy responsibility for the training. 🙂 Thanks, Joan. ❤
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Great story. My grew up with a dad who helped around the house and even cooked. So, I married a man who did the same. Made sure my son took on his own laundry, but he’s single and lives the life of a bachelor–not so tidy.
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“Tidy” is another term altogether. But at least in our “kids” homes things are clean, if not tidy. 🙂
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I smiled throughout as so many of us can relate to that moment when we became idiots. As you said, I remember doing the same thing with my parents. Then, one day, they magically return to the fold and realize we’re not complete imbeciles. Our son could roll his eyes with the best of them, but now I think he’s old enough to appreciate us again. As I like to say, “Please let me live long enough to see my future grandchildren make fun of their dad.”🤣
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You so totally “get” what I’m saying about living with teens, Pete. Laughing at your “the moment we became idiots.” Wasn’t so funny at the time, though. The saving grace is when they become parents and turn to us and say (as my son said to us not so long ago about one of his wild young boys) “I was never this difficult.” My guy and I laughed in his face. And laughed, and laughed. 🙂
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I can’t wait! 🤣 As much as we love our kids, they all need to be humbled.
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Pam, what a great mother you are! ❤
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Aww, thank you Carol. At the time, our children didn’t particularly think so. But the good news is that now I’m getting some appreciation from them as they raise their own kids. Life is circular, my friend, as you know. ❤
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That was a happy ending. Good for him.
My three daughters are close to the same age. When they were in high school, I couldn’t tell their clothes apart, so I folded them and left them on top of the dryer and let them come and collect their own.
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Smart move, Nicki! I can’t quite imagine doing laundry for three teenage girls! My close friend also raised three girls and no matter how astounded I was at how well she handled them, she constantly said to me “but they’re so much easier than boys!” At that, I must agree. 🙂 🙂
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They were easy. At least from this point in history, that’s what I remember.
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Precisely. A life lesson for the young grasshopper.
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These life lessons are so important. And they last a lifetime! Thanks so much, Pamela.
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From the number of responses, it looks like you hit a nerve. When I was dating Dom, his mother ironed all his clothes and had him inspect them!!!! I vowed that would not be me. So I started out ironing but did a terrible job. After that, the shirts went to the cleaner and I learned don’t ever learn how to do something you don’t want to get stuck with the rest of your life.
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Oh Bernadette, I’m laughing and shaking my head at the same time. Your MIL ironed his shirts, and then he inspected them?!?! Your early marriage had the prospect of not a happy ending, but you took the “bull by the horns,” so to speak, and showed great incompetence in ironing. I think that’s one of the wisest things I’ve read in a long time. 🙂 Thanks so much for sharing. You’re the best. ❤
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Oh the magic of words! Reminds me that I have some laundry to finish up!
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To clean laundry and the magic of words, Jeanne! 🙂
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No judgment from me — I think your response was inspired! To be honest, laundry is my favorite chore and I kind of miss having so much of it now that all three kids are long gone… But my kids had to learn to cook for themselves if they ever wanted something good to eat. One son turned into an amazing cook!
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That’s so neat, Barbara! I taught my kids to bake, since it was such a fun activity to do together, but their best cooking expertise was calling for pizza. 🙂 What a gift, to have a son who’s a great cook. My guy and I smile when we visit Sonny and his family – their “special dinners” are the same that I cooked him when he was a kid. Gratifying….
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Excellent share . . . a well told (and folded) tale!
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The fun wordsmith in you always comes out, Nancy. YES, to tales well told and fold (ed). Thanks for the smile. ❤
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Ditto!
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Brilliant solution! I am so impressed that you came through with the obvious solution–and stuck to it! But am still laughing at the line about Chores? Snores!
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haha. I must admit, I laughed when it came out of my pen. But says it all perfectly – in two words! 🙂
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This gave me a good laugh, Pam. It wouldn’t work with my sons though, they would just wear dirty cloths. Mind you, I don’t think they would complain about wrinkles either. They wouldn’t even notice them.
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My son didn’t worry about dirty clothes until he suddenly was interested in girls (starting around 15). Then I had my laundry ammunition. 🙂
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Good for you, Pam! A great lesson learned. My kids began doing their laundry around 13 years old. When I knew they were old enough to learn, they were going to learn for their own benefit. Cooking was the other “chore.” And now when they visit, they’ll offer to make a few meals, which is great. Thanks for the smiles!
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High five to you and me, Lauren, and spreading our skills to our kids – at a young(ish) age! 🙂
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Great piece! My first thought was that same response. I wouldn’t iron jeans for anyone! My son, at some point, in his teens as well, said he would do his own laundry. He told me years later that I kept throwing out his ripped underwear, but when I asked him if we needed to buy some, he just gave me a smirk. I respected his decision, not knowing the real reason, and was happy to relinquish the chore.
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How did we survive our kids, and their teenagedom???!! 🙂 Smiling.
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This is great, Pam. I’ve been tempted to do this over the years. Our guys eventually learned how to do their own laundry when they went to college and they developed a new respect for the comforts of being at home. I love how your son adapted and brought his laundry skills to his adult life!
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I’m still kind of amazed how Sonny’s laundry skills have continued on. I have a feeling his wife wasn’t into “doing the laundry,” so thank goodness he was “armed” with detergent know-how. 🙂
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Yes, that’s all good stuff! 🙂
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That’s the sort of mothering I like! My husband does his own laundry. He had particular ways of folding too. I never met his expectation in the fold, so I left it up to him. It works well for us.
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Well, if you read Bernadette’s comment earlier on, your lack of knowing “how” to fold properly was a brilliant solution. I’ve never folded my guys laundry to his liking either, so he folds ALL of our laundry, including towels and sheets. He’s a master at it! 🙂 (I tell him that’s what an engineer job did for him.)
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I didn’t read Bernadette’s comment, but it seems like there are a few of us in agreement about chores. I learned early on to not complain about the way my hub does anything as he took that as an excuse to not do it again as well. We all learn. 🤣
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We are smart ones, aren’t we? 🙂 🙂
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Definitely!
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This is so good…idk..I’m smiling♡
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Thank you! Smile away… 🙂
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Quite interesting ( ╹▽╹ )(✿ ♡‿♡)
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Glad you enjoyed! 🙂
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I find your story a brilliant lesson, and the pleasant twist at the end made me smile. Your daughter-in-law must love you. 🙂
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Even better, my grandkids love me ’cause their dad does such a good job with their dirty dirty clothes. 🙂 Thanks so much for your comment – my son is a sweetie, and quite the laundry man. ❤
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I think you handled that perfectly! And I’m in awe….not only did I do all my family’s laundry for too many years (in my husband’s defense, he was willing to try but he shrunk too many of my clothes for me to want him helping), but I did laundry almost every day when my kids were little. How did you manage just four loads a week? You are the laundry queen!
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Oh dear. Maybe I didn’t have enough wash days? My daughter was into ballet, so leotards and tights lasted longer…? But my son was a huge soccer player – lots of grime there. My guy always sent his shirts and jackets out (remember the days they had to “dress up” for work?), so that helped. 🙂 I think YOU’RE the laundry queen! ❤
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I’m thinking my washing machine was just a tad too small….LOL!
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Haha. That could be. 🙂
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Exactly what I would have done. Train them young! 🙂 x
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The younger, the better! 🙂
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such a great lesson through such a simple story! i turn 19 in a few days, and i remember being always grumpy about chores till just a couple years back. had a very similar situation after which my sister and i began doing our own laundry! definitely hope that someday my husband is like your son – and that i never have to do the laundry 😂
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Thanks so much for your fun comment. Yes, chores can make us grumpy, until we find some pleasure in them. I think my son not only enjoys seeing the dirty clothes come out clean (and smelling much better), but I also think he’s now particular about how the clothes are laundered, thus he’s taken over the job completely. :-0 Good luck in your future with finding a laundry romance buddy. 🙂
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Haha, I love the story and how he’s still doing it
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The “moral” of the story? Sometimes chores can become treasured activities for loved ones.
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This is perfect. I shoulda done it!
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Oh well. My decision was based on quick irritation, but in the end, turned out okay. 🙂
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Nice
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Well done
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Thanks! Just hopped over to your blog – FUN!
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Interesting ❤️
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Yes. When we moved into this house I liberated myself from washing the Offspring’s clothes and cleaning said Offspring’s room. Being able to look after oneself is a survival skill. So is learning to appreciate one’s mother. 😉
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Your Offspring have a smart and wonderful mother! 🙂 ❤
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-grin- Said mother thanks you. 😀
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Ha! Love the ending. I wasn’t quite sure where you would go, Pam. I must be in a weird mood, because I could easily see this morphing into a horror story. 😀 Thanks for a fun read. Hugs on the wing.
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hahaha. Yes, laundry CAN be quite a scare. 🙂 xo
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Perfect response ❤️
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Pam, a great response from you and I bet your son’s expression was priceless in the first instance! 😀 Laundry can be therapeutic and maybe your son discovered this as young — I bet his wife is very happy with the arrangement. The first time I asked my son to hang out the washing on the rotary washing line he had hung it ALL on one side of the rotary washing line which was leaning over precariously when I came home! 😀 Now he’s got it all sorted … as for an iron – not sure my son or his girlfriend own one!
Here’s to the love of mothers teaching life lessons – even if unpalatable at first! xx❤️
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I think you’re right on all counts. But thanks for the smile (and a bit of a smirk) thinking of you coming home with the washing line hanging precariously one way. A great way to learn a laundry lesson! Three cheers to our sons (and the women who raised them). ❤
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😂😂😂nice one❤️
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Thanks! 🙂
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impressive, smart mother! More men needed mothers like you 🙂
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Haha. I’m hoping that Sonny (not his real name, but works here ) is teaching his three sons about the washing machine and dryer too! 🙂
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and dishes and grocery shopping, cooking and cleaning … if men are taught these skills at home they might have a lot more respect for their wives!
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I love that story Pam! You taught him well. I think it’s pretty amazing he never complained. I wonder if he will pass on the same life lesson to his growing kids?
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Brilliantly written. And brilliant, thoughtful way of getting your son to do laundry in real life – and have him remember that all his life and now passed down. You gave a lesson for life and have a good story to tell 😛
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Thanks, Mabel. I gave my writing students (and myself) the prompt “laundry” and this is the story that came out immediately. Every word is true. I’ll get to visit my son soon (he lives on the opposite coast) and I’m going to see if he’s teaching his oldest (almost 13) some laundry tricks yet. ;-0 🙂
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It’s so fun to read when a story is true. I am sure your son’s oldest would have caught on to some laundry tricks by now 😄 Keep writing, Pam.
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I love this story.
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Awww, thanks so much. ❤
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I only have one thing to say …Good for you!! LOL
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🙂 THANKS.
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LOL.. laundry is a particular thing in our house also. I didn’t have to do my laundry until I went to college but knew how. My husband LOATHS doing laundry, therefore it is 100% my responsibility and I’m good with that. I’m not allowed to do anything to, with, or for the cars… except take them to the people who DO know what to do with said vehicles. It is interesting how we have those things that bring up memories of momentous occasions. My problem is… I never recognize them when they are happening *sigh*
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sure I judge you — as wise & wonderful ❤
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Thanks!! On another good note, I’ve never seen my son wear dirty clothes! 😊
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🙂
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This is such a lovely story and thank you for sharing. I love how you handled it and how your sun turned out. Your story made my evening cup of coffee worth it
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Well you just made my evening with your comment! Thank you so much for reading about my son and his laundry duties. He did turn out quite well. 😉
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I am so happy that he did. The pleasure is all mine. 🙂
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