A couple of months ago, about the time I started back to school, I decided that doing laundry every day or every other day just wasn't working for me. I hate doing laundry and having to think about it; sorting, washing, drying, folding, hanging, putting away, all of it, all the time, was driving me crazy. So I decided that once a month I'd go to the laundromat and spend 3 hours doing all of my laundry (and homework while I sit there), that way I only have to think about it once a month. I realize that this means I have entirely to many clothes, I know, I KNOW. I'm still working this all out and I may have to do a load or two in between my monthly trips but that is still better than constantly doing laundry, at least for me. That's not the point though, the point of this is that a few weeks ago our friends' son who is in pre-school here was scheduled to go with his class on a "field trip" to the laundromat (I understand it's not a typical field trip but I think they just like to get the kids out of the class room every once in a while so they walk them to places here on base.) but due to some scheduling mistakes, he had to miss the trip. He was terribly upset that all of his friends got to go and he didn't so Jason and I offered to take him with us the next time we went. That offer resulted in the most fun I've ever had at a laundromat in my entire life!
We learned how many quarters are in a dollar.
Counted the quarters and added them to the machines.
Had snack time!
Learned the different coins.
Made faces in the washing machine doors.
Climbed to reach the tall machines.
Got bored and played on Mr. Jason's iPhone .
Which brought some excitement back to our lives.
Played hide Chase.
And even practiced a new skill, how to throw peanuts in the air and catch them on the way down.
I think it's safe to say he had a way better time at the laundromat than his classmates did!