18 JAN 2010
My mother gave us towels for Christmas. Bath towels, hand towels, face towels -- towels galore. This wasn't a bad thing; believe me, we needed towels. Especially at the rate my children have been going through them lately.
Even though my children's towels were washed immediately (like I said, they really go through them quickly), I was a little delayed in washing the ones for my bathroom. But they were eventually washed and dried and folded, taking their rightful place in my bathroom in all their purple goodness.
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