This is what laundry day looked like at our house:
I came downstairs to find Louie, our Old English Sheepdog “wearing” one of Shawn’s shirts, hanger and all.
Turns out, a certain little someone is responsible for this game of dress up. She drapes the shirt over him and then collapses into a heap of giggles on the floor.
Sweet, patient Louie.
He doesn’t seem to mind.
In fact, I think he may actually like it.