Nakko & I spent our Memorial Day weekend rearranging the nursery and laundering all the baby clothes we've bought/received. We read somewhere that it was necesarry to wash all our baby's clothing before she's born, so we did.
The other reason that necessitated our weekend laundry adventure was that I grabbed all the Dreft samples given out at our last birthing class. That isn't considered stealing, is it? They were "free samples" after all. I didn't see any signage about two-sample limits. Then again, my parents used to own a Chinese Buffet and curse the customers who'd stuff egg rolls in their pockets. My god, what kind of example am I be setting for our unborn daughter?!
Anyway, after we washed her clothes, came the task of folding everything. The title of this post is a little misleading, since folding the onesies wasn't all that difficult. I just like typing "onesie." The real pains were the pajamas with booties and theses kimono-esque outfits my parents brought back from Hong Kong. There are all these ribbons and bows we don't know what to do with.
See, my wife and I have a pretty structured system of folding the laundry. You should see us folding t-shirts, boxers, socks, jeans, what-have-you; we're the freakin' Gap on laundry nights! But these tiny little clothes have pretty much left us befuddled.