Royanne's Laundry Day

Last Tuesday I washed a load of white/light clothes. I had

too many for one load, and not enough for two loads.

Royanne had been watching me from the kitchen, where she

was unloading the cookbooks from the shelves

on the island. I had taken her picture during her

re-organization of Bruce's books, which is why

the camera was handy.

When I threw the last of the load in the dryer, she went

in there and collected the leftovers from the basket.

She had three items when she walked through the

kitchen, where I had just picked up the tossed

cookbooks from the floor.

She handed them to me. When I reached for

them she held them tighter.

She was going to run with them, but she was

standing on one of them and she ended

up dropping them.

She went to hand them to me again but tricked me

and ran away, dropping them before she got

to the living room.

I said in my silly, low voice, "I'm gonna GET you!" and

off she ran. She made it to the living room

with only my pink tee-shirt & she was

really laughing.
I picked it all up and returned it to the

laundry room.

Right away, she was back, grabbed a bigger load,

which she dropped.

This game went on forever!