At least he's clean?

13 pairs of shorts, 10 pairs of pants and 30 shirts. That's what was worn in the past 7 days by Mini J. Plus, without a doubt, there is more that missed the [invisible] hamper. The smell of them will eventually cause them to be found and make their way to washer.

Granted, it has been over 95 degrees for two weeks. This has not stopped him from playing outside with his friends or participating in soccer. He comes through the door (slammed of course!) sweaty and gross, threatening to hug me, sometimes succeeding. Eew.

Then, thank the Heavens, he goes and takes a very needed shower. We will not discuss the quickness of said showers or the wonders if all the areas are thoroughly cleaned. Or that he is using a body wash, shampoo and conditioner in one to simplify the showering process even more.

But, at least there is deodorant at the end. Girls, boys and teachers at middle school are surely thankful for that right?

I will be appreciative for the enormous amount of clothes when I hear other moms talk about forcing their sons to take a shower. This is not a battle I face.