After our dirty laundry had reached critical mass.
Me: We need to do laundry…bad.
Kevin: Everything we own has spit up on it. It is like he knows when I put on clean clothes and is claiming me.
Me: I am pretty sure if we don’t do it soon I am going to have to break out the wedding dress.
Kevin: Yeah, I don’t ever want to dig through our clothes like a chinchilla to find something to wear again.
Me: It is so hard to keep up…I have more wardrobe changes in a day then Lady Gaga.
Kevin: I need to buy a poncho.