My theology is orthodox, but my notes this week are unorthodox. That is, if my confessions assault your good senses, then feel free to hang me out to dry. Speaking of, let me begin with the laundry.

I prefer knit clothes for the three-and-under crowd because of how it helps with the laundry. I stopped folding baby clothes after the third baby, because really, the piles never stayed neat. Here is my laundry area, which is technically a hallway off the kitchen. The tall basket collaspes flat when it is empty.

Laundry

So far, so good. Here’s where it gets unorthodox.

Clothes

Baby clothes go out of the dryer into a deep drawer. All of baby’s clothes (except special outfits) fit into one convenient drawer that is accessible to big kids who are helping. Baby is messy? Send the two-year-old to grab an outfit. This will work because your outfits are only one piece or pre-matched. (Always ask the youngest-abled child to fetch, as you don’t want to over-burden your older ones.)

Pre-matched usually means knit dresses for the toddler girls and onesies for the baby boys. Sometimes we are given shorts and t-shirts, but when I buy, I stick to one-piece items. This helps little ones dress themselves sensibly, and it means there are less casualties in the laundry (i.e. turquoise pants without a match). When boys outgrow the onesie-type clothes, I look for neutral bottoms: navy, brown, and denim.

Everyone wears white socks so that the brands and sizes don’t have to match. They just have to be close.

The sooner they can dress themselves, the better. At age four, they have dressers with folded stacks; this age group puts their own laundry away. I fold, and they do the shuttling upstairs.

And for my last confession regarding the laundry. The reason we are usually on-time for everything is because… I dress the little ones the night before.