Queen of the Mudroom

We have a mudroom that, in spring and after a rain storm, is well named. This room, in addition to being the catchment for boots, shoes, coats, etc., is also our laundry room. Until recently, this room, the entry way into our home, was a source of great shame and disgrace because the untidy mess was the first thing that assaulted the eyes of every visitor who came to see us. Well no more! The Queen of the Mudroom has arrived.

I got tired of getting my laundry back inside out, discolored and stained, and grey. That, combined with the fact that one of the older children is now working outside the home means that I have to pick up the slack in yet another area. Generally, the children each have one chore a day that they are responsible for before rotating to a new one on the following day. This gives them training in all areas of caretaking of a home without overtaxing them or loading them down with work. But laundry was something that none of them could/would do to my satisfaction.

Now, to my great joy, my laundry is sorted properly, stains are treated properly, and everything is organized. I gain great satisfaction in seeing things neatly folded and placed in the appropriate laundry basket for dispersal to the proper owners. And my mudroom sparkles at all times. The children are learning that now that the Queen reigns supreme, they durst not leave muddy boots and shoes here and there or neglect to hang up their coats properly.

Long live the Queen!