Note to self: Move laundry up on priority list.

My son greeted me with a thoughtful, inspirational question this morning...

"Mom? If you could have ANY super power you want, what would it be?"

...deep pre-java thoughts....

He continued.  "'Cause, Mom? I would have Scott's lasers eyes, Logan's power, be able to vanish within a width of two miles like Night Crawler, and a voice that is such a HUGE piercing voice, that it can break anything in it's path. SOOoooo, Mom...what would your power be?"

Mount Laundry

I stopped looking for matching socks, wrangled myself free from pajama pant leg, towel and tutu to look at him. Thinking I am quite hilarious I responded with "Conjuring a magical laundry wizard that washes, folds and puts away."

Not the least bit impressed with my choice of super power, my son rolled his eyes, turned and left me alone with the beast that is my nemesis, laundry.

Shrugging my shoulders I dove back into Mount Laundry. All the while giggling to myself...laundry wizard...BRILLIANT!