
I decided to stop being a doormat and dumped my son's putrid laundry on top of him. And of course out tumbles out my (infamous) panty."If you going to use my panty, instead of a sock, and stash them in the laundry, atleast wash up so I won't find them,".He blurts that when he was "using" my underwear he was thinking of his girlfriend and not me. He says he only used a dirty one because I would've realized if he took one from my drawer."Don't tell dad, he'll kill me,"I decided to take this in my stride and told him the only way I'll keep this a secret is if he does his own laundry.He glares at me, sighs and gathers up his stuff to go load the washer.Part of me wants to tell my husband. But I know he will rip out my sons reproductive tract and shove it down his throat.Also the reason why I was still doing my son's laundry is a fight usually breaks out when I tell him to do it. And the odd occasion he does do it, he spitefully uses too much soap or he'll set it on a load a size to big.So I did to keep the peace.I've won now. via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2ovfXTH
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