"Sorry, I'm Busy"

So this morning I was folding laundry, trying to get caught up on 2 weeks worth of clothes. My husband has been doing a good job of getting the clothes washed, but unfortunately, they have just been dumped in a pile on my couch, waiting to be folded.

Anyway, Cinderella was playing the computer, something she had been doing for the last hour or so, and I told her it was time to be done, and that I needed her to help me. She told me she was playing Kwala, and that she couldn't help me. She didn't want to do any work, just play. I told her that since I wasn't the only person in this house that wears clothes, and gets them dirty, she could help me.

She said, "sorry, I'm busy." So I went and turned off her game, and put the computer on standby. She then proceeded to scream at me, and tell me that she was never going to help me again. She then stomped across the room, picked up a folded towel of the floor, and carried it upstairs to the closet where it goes, screaming and stomping all the way. She then came back down, told me once again that she was never going to help me again, and got another towel. She shook it out so it was no longer folded. I scolded her for unfolding the towel I had folded. She then told me she was putting it away. She then took a snack break, with my permission, and then came and asked me if she could go out side and play with Guy. I asked her if she could help me a little more first, and she politely said she would, and helped me put away a good amount of the rest of the clothes. It is like dealing with a Jekyll and Hyde.

I could do with out the attitude, but hey at least she was helping. Right?

X is for X-tra work

So we went out of town on the 20th of September and came back on the 24th. We got back to our apartment probably about 4 in the afternoon that day. Well Monday's are my usual laundry day, so getting back that late on a Monday put me a bit behind. I tried to get as much done that day as I could, but didn't get very far. Well I had a hard time getting back to the laundry for a few days and when I finally did, the clothing that I pulled out of the drier, which happened to be my light batch, was covered with pink spots. Somehow a chap stick had ended up in my wash. Thankfully not too much of the batch has spots, and most of what did, it washed out OK when I treated it and rewashed it. So you think I would have learned to check pockets right? Wrong.
So today when I pulled my white (yes white) batch out of the drier and every single article of clothing that was in there, from my daughters slip to my husbands white dress shirt, was covered in dark green melted crayon splotches. I put forth my best efforts. I used spray and wash, and Tide. Washed it twice in hot water. Went and bought Shout after my spray and wash ran out. Washed it again after treating it with the shout. And the only thing that happened was the spots on the tricot fabrics, such as my daughters slip, faded but all the others are still just as prevalent on the clothes. I have thought of using bleach but haven't got that far yet.
So does anyone have any tricks that they know of to remove melted crayon from clothes?

So the other item that happened today was we also melted a plate in our dishwasher. Our dishwasher has super strong water pressure when it is washing. Quite often I find my cups turned over and filled with water. Well if we put our daughters plates (small rectangular plastic, bought at IKEA). on the bottom shelf, they quite often will be flipped to the bottom of the dishwasher and land on the heater coils. Which happened tonight. I guess it has just been one of those days.
But to look on the bright side. All of the other dishes in the dishwasher are fine, and I did successfully wash 3 other batches of laundry today with no problems. Although there were some things I found in pockets.