June 29, 2006

Colorful Clothing

I opened the dryer and saw on top of the lint trap one of the things I most dread finding -- crayons. I admit that with three (and soon to be four) children, I should be better about checking pockets, but if I took the time to check every pocket, I'd never get any laundry washed. Mosted days just stuffing it all in the washing machine is the best that I can do.

So back to the crayons. There they were mocking me -- daring me to pull out the clothes and look at the devastation. It was almost complete -- streaks of dark blue and green wax were everywhere. Setting aside a few towels, underwear and pjs, that would only be seen in the family and therefore crayon stains could be ignored, there was really nothing unscathed. Naturally the load of clothes included a brand new favorite shirt of the three year old's, all of my husband's khaki shorts and a whole bunch of borrowed maternity clothes.

I admit there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth on my part, but not, fortunately, because all the clothes had been ruined. Getting out crayon stains takes a lot of work, but with one of the best tools in my arsenal every single stain -- except for a few where I got lazy and didn't rub very much (and even some of those) -- came out.

The best tool, when defense has failed and offensive measures against crayon (or beeswax from Hippy German School) gets run through the dryer? De-Solv-It. It really does work miracles on crayon and similar stains and is great for getting off sticker goo and other such things. It has a strong orange odor, but I've found that once you've gotten off the stains, run the clothes through the wash with some vinegar, and dried them, the scent is pretty much totally gone.

Once again, Super Mom (that would be me) and her handy-dandy bag of tricks, saves the day and the laundry. Yay me!


For us it's toy cars and rocks. And sticks. And money (I think the boys have some kind of neighborhood penny-ante poker game going on the side). And candy wrappers. And bottle tops. And did I mention the little cars, the ones that crash and rattle about in the dryer with a magnificent sound that carries through the floor and bed and into one's ear while one is trying to get to sleep?

For stains, by the way, the wife is fond of lighter fluid.

Posted by: Tony at June 29, 2006 02:32 PM

The rocks, sticks and cars make noise, but don't stain, I can handle that. Any money that works its way out of pockets is mine.

Posted by: Jordana at June 29, 2006 02:51 PM

I can't keep mine from eating the crayons. And to think they will soon be making their way into his pockets? It's moments like that that you wish you could win the lottery and buy a NEW dryer full of favorite clothes.

Posted by: Kristen at June 29, 2006 04:24 PM

At my house it's chapstick and the culprit is mostly my husband - Maybe I should try the same stuff - since crayon is also wax based?

Posted by: lisa at June 29, 2006 07:22 PM

Pens are the bane of my existance.

Like you, I know I should check pockets, but it just isn't realistic.

Posted by: Sarah G. at June 29, 2006 09:23 PM

All the money I find is mine, too.

I've made as much as a $1.10 cleaning my house!

Posted by: Janis at June 30, 2006 12:33 AM

Hmmm.. good tip, but it does sound like a lot of work!! Maybe I shouldn't encourage the boy to discover his pockets!

Posted by: Lenise at June 30, 2006 08:43 AM


I had a pen in mine today. The first time in a long time!

The ink got on my son's undershirt for baseball but not on his pants or jersey!
Isn't that weird?

Thank goodness because the t-shirt is covered by the jersey when he plays.

Posted by: Mary at June 30, 2006 04:26 PM

Good for you!

Posted by: Meredith at June 30, 2006 08:08 PM

Way to go Super Mom!!!

Posted by: Mercy at July 5, 2006 05:05 PM