At the beginning of Summer break I gathered the kids and told them they were
each going to be in charge of their own laundry. And that they would each
have 1 day of the week that was designated as "their" washing day. Jamie Lee
did just fine with this. The boys were not so good. What finally broke the
camel's back and sent me scurrying back to doing their wash was this, I was
laying on the couch trying to nap. Stevie yells for Johnny to come help him
a sec. They meet up in the living room. Johnny looks at me and asks "She
asleep?" Stevie, "Yep, Here sniff this for me." "No way! I don't owe you any
courtesy sniffs!" "Yes you do! I sniffed your blue shorts for you Monday."
"Dammit. Okay" "Oh Gawd dude, that's pretty rank. You better go hit it with
the Fabreeze." "Mom used the last of the Fabreeze on the sofas." "Bummer,
sucks to be you." "Yeah, guess I will have to wash them after all, I wanted
to see if I could go the whole summer." "Do you think she is going to figure
out we have been cheating?"

And here I had thought I was going out of my mind. Every time I went to the
store I had Fabreeze on my shopping list. When I would say, didn't I just
buy some? Those turkeys would say, No Mom, you must have forgotten.