It's hard to get good help

Lately Bugglegirl has been wanting to wear panties during her nap, with mixed success. And in the past 24 hours, she's thrown up in her bed three times. So when I walked into the laundry room today to throw yet another load into the washer, I thought, Man, I'm doing laundry like it's my job. It only took a split second for me to realize the ridiculous irony of that statement. I think I'm going to go chug a bottle of Robitussin.