I have spoken before about spoiling my boys, about doing things for them. When they are not in school I expect them to fold their own laundry. When they are in school, they don’t have to fold it, but they do have to put it all away. Neatly.
In our laundry room we have a handy dandy shelving unit that has four shelves. One for each child, oldest has the top shelf, youngest has the bottom shelf. Generally I fold laundry in the living room on the homework table, and put the separated piles on each kid’s bed.
Lately I decided to just put it on their shelves – and see how long it takes them to realize that they need to put their clothes away. All their school trousers and shirts are hung up on this unit when fresh out of the drier as it has hanging space – so they need to come down there and get their clothes for school anyway. It’s been two days. Only one shelf is empty.
What’s the point of my lesson? Perhaps to teach them not to take me for granted? To teach them some personal responsibility? Or is it to see how long they can last without running out of socks and underwear? Is this an exercise in futility? Probably.