What a Load...

Actually five loads. And one in the washer, and one in the dryer. See what happens when you have a bunch of kids? Your life gets taken over by laundry. I finally got around to folding these today, they've been sitting and building for three days. As I was folding, I was realizing that these clothes sort of represent their owners. Jacob's jeans are ripped, and his socks all have holes in them. Most of them at this point are too small...That's because Jacob is quickly becoming a young man, growing so fast, and always getting into something rough. Angelice's clothes are stained, and yes, most of them too small. Again because she's growing into such a lovely young lady, with an interest in art. Thus the marker, watercolor, and melted crayon stains! Ben is just...wow. His clothes are all too small for him too! Maybe I should quit philosophizing (is that a word? And is it spelled right?) and get my butt to the store to buy my kids some clothes that fit!
In other news, Holly is just a rolling fool. Here she is about to take off.

And here she is mid roll...Almost! Keep going! (She's usually grunting and fussing at this point. And she smashes her face into the floor, it's so funny!)

And we did it!! Yeah! Holding her head up so proud, she usually looks around smiling, so happy to have a new perspective on the world!

Okay. Enough fun blogging for now. Back to the neverending laundry pile.