Why do I live with pigs?? I just put away 3 loads of laundry, and the hampers are overflowing. My daughters must pluck hairs from their friend's heads and toss them in the bathroom sink, because no humans could possibly shed that much hair and not be bald. And do they AIM for the faucet when they spit?? There's freaking toothpaste everywhere - in the sink, on the mirror, on the vanity!! And I carry the clothes downstairs, wash them, dry them, fold them (making sure that the top button on Mr. Babe's polo shirts is always buttoned because, according to him, that makes the collar stay nice), carry them back upstairs, lay them on the bed in their proper categories (shirts, pants, socks, etc.) (although the socks are only paired and not rolled because the way I roll them stretches them out!) and Mr. Babe doesn't understand WHY I can't put them away in his dresser!
