In April 2003 there lived a little kid who liked to take a ride in the laundry basket now and again.
She thought she'd invent a game. It went like this. Mommy would fold. Ava would unfold. It was a race to see who could do their part more quickly.
When Ava would lose, she'd climb into the folded laundry basket and help by stomping it down, her version of permanent press.
Mommy, never one to back down from a challenge, decided to cover the little game player up with folded clothes and pull her around while putting it all away so that the house roof would not pop off stacked too high with laundry.
We won't show this seemingly laundry choked child picture to child protective services.
Now it is May 2006. Same kid, same laundry basket.
Hey, is this thing shrinking?
Nowadays, the laundry basket is an airplane cockpit. Who has time for the old un-fold game?
But she does reserve the right to teach the game to any little sister who might be coming her way.
It's payback for not being fast enough on the un-fold quick draw back in April 2003.