I am just catching up to a mountain of laundry.  It has been weeks since my husband even looked in his underwear drawer to find clean undies.  The clothes have been haunting me.  I get them cycled through every week, but for the past few weeks they have stayed piled on both chairs in my room.  The whites have been heaped in a basket on the ottoman.  Every time I’d conquer the clothes on my chairs it would be laundry day again and new clothes would pile there waiting for their turn.  Something amazing happened Tuesday night when I got home from shopping though.  The clothes were folded in baskets.  (We have a little basket for each member of the family for clean clothes).  It was more exciting to me than getting my new Wii Fit for my birthday.  My husband actually folded the laundry for me!  Hooray!  The cycle is broken.  I just pulled the last load of towels out of the dryer to fold and something plastic bounced out.  I always set the towels on sanitize so I was so surprised when I found one of Hannah’s bottles had gone through a full sanitize cycle and dryer cycle without me noticing it.  Weird.  I think its cleaner than if I had put it through the dishwasher…  And sadly that is the highlight of my day.  :)