One of the mysteries of children that has become more obvious in the past couple of months is their attitude to the various piles of washing in the house.
We don't have a clothes drier, so if things needs drying away from the weather we have 3 clothes horses. Dry clothes from the washing line land in a chair in the lounge room or the not quite dry ones land onto one of the clothes horses and then onto the chair. Once on the chair they get folded and the children are encouraged to put theirs away, generally with a certain amount of whinging on their behalf.
So, when looking for clothes, the children start in their cupboards, they then complain about not being able to find clothes and are directed to the chair and when really pushed, they check out the clothes horses for whatever it is they are looking for. But, and this is a big but, if not directed to look on the chair, the washing on it does not exist. It's always a surprise to them that there might be clothes of theirs on it.
Now, a couple of months ago I folded their stuff and placed it on the couch in separate, sorted piles so it was in their way when they got home and they weren't allowed to have free time (screen time, craft time, etc) until their clothes were away. This seemed to work nicely. Now, depending on the day, sometimes I put the clothes on the couch, sometimes on the chair.
This afternoon, the children walked through the front door, into the lounge, spotted the clothes on the couch and groaned about the washing and put it all away...WITHOUT ME ASKING!
There's been piles of clothes on the chair for days and they have done nothing about them!
Mystery Number 1: What makes the couch so special? Why is it that clothes on couch = put away, but clothes on chair = ignore?
Mystery Number 2: If the clothes are sorted into piles on the chair and they have in fact gone through the piles looking for other items, why is it they still don't exist and can stay on the chair for days at a time?
Mystery Number 3: How can two pieces of furniture, in the same room, less than 3 metres apart have such different responses?
Ah the joys of children!