Wanted: Housekeeper That Folds Clothes

My mother-in-law was in southern California when everything happened. So, a few days after she returned home, she packed up again to head up to our place to help us in any way she could. Although she has a strong Dutch personality, she does have a big heart.

"Is there ANYthing I can do? I came to help, so let me help," she gently demanded to me in her nasally voice.

I tried to think of something that she could help with, knowing that she needed to help us in some way to justify her coming. Scott has been very helpful in keeping up with the housework, so it was hard to think of chores she could do. She had already swept and washed the dishes. But suddenly, I remembered a basket of laundry that had been sitting on the floor of the utility room that needed folding. So, I directed her to the basket. I told her that I would have gotten to it, but it's hard for me to bend over right now.

She went and brought the basket into the kitchen, put it on the table, and then turned to Scott (who was relaxing on his computer in his recliner for a little bit) and said, "Why haven't you done this laundry, Son? This was just sitting on the floor and needed to be done. Do you not do LAUNDRY, Son? The clothes are a little wrinkled..."

Scott chuckled to himself, obviously aware of his mother's berating tactics, closed his eyes and sighed. Frustrated, he shut up his computer, got out of the chair and took the basket from his mother and went into the bedroom, where he folded all the clothes and then put them away.

Scott and I chuckle about it now, but apparently, my mother-in-law does everything around the house BUT laundry.