Why I had kids.

I don't like folding. It's one of the 'icky' jobs that inspired us to have kids (I partially jest). I sort the mountains that I've washed and dried into piles and then - it's all them. They are proficient - the older kids don't even complain (I've offered to get rid of all but 2 outfits each to simplify but they actually don't mind folding that much). I used to do the socks but even that lately has been wonderfully delegated and they are improving. Brigham might be a little less help than hinderance but I love seeing them 'work' together like this. Ah, happy mother moments.