Some days she doesn't wait for me to fold them and starts grabbing clothes out of the basket and stuffing them in drawers. Then there is Lydia who scoots halfway across the living room and grabs the shirt at the botom of the pile and knocks it over causing me to have to re-fold.
|Sophie: Hey what did I do?|
|hey mom can I have a shirt to chew on? you know im cute....|
Feel free to use this tip the next time you get ambushed folding laundry.