Those cold, cold mornings

On cold mornings like this one, I love to spoil my kids. As bath and showers are being taken I place their bath towels in the dryer. There is nothing like a warm cozy bath towel after a shower or bath. I even go so far as putting their clothes in there. Socks, underwear, pants, shirt. It is an indulgence that I cannot deny my kids, and in the cases of being a wonderful wife, my husband.

This morning was no exception, I even treated myself to a warm bathrobe. Krischan first, which now consists of cracking the door ever so slightly squeezing my arm in the bathroom while looking the other way and dropping the towel on the floor. Kadence and Jakob next who get the royal treatment of being wrapped up and then put under the covers of mommy and daddy's bed while I get their clothes warmed up.

Little secret: putting them under the covers keeps the towel warm for much longer.

I was a little slow in getting Jakob's clothes this morning and when I heard him in his room getting clothes I called to him. I have never seen a boy run so fast as he ran to get into his warm clothes. Or maybe he was just that cold for leaving his towel behind.

In the dead of winter, I even go as far as putting their blankets in there before bed.

I apologize to their future spouses now for any inconvenience I am causing by doing this. But this is what comes of having the washer and dryer on the second floor with the bathroom and bedroom.

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