This image above gives you an idea of the beginning of Mr Busy's day, when he realised his PE clothes were hanging on the line. Wet. Whilst we don't have a uniform at Our School we do have a you-must-wear-appropriate-PE-attire-and-school-sports-shirt rule for PE classes, so I had to write a note, which I opted to email because you know, you don't hear about these details until three seconds before running out the door.
For you amusement...the note:
It is probably a little late in the day, but I promised Mr Busy I would email you about his PE attire today. Dh, the resident laundry guru (as in, I have no idea how the laundry appears clean, dry and folded in this house!), upset the normal laundry routine yesterday, which meant Mr Busy's PE clothes were all wet this morning. You can't imagine how upset he was that he wouldn't have the right clothes, because I have passed down my rule-following genes. It took a bit of convincing that normal clothes would OK this once, considering the alternative (ie wet clothes that would stink, or ... nothing at all....).
Hope the day has been bright for you both :)
I didn't end up emailing til late in the day because Miss Mischief left information for a SAC on the table so I uncharacteristically dashed back to school for her. I never take homework to school after we've left home (you know, if I was home to do it on a normal day), but this was an assessment thing, and I knew she would stress out over it. In payment, she is now my slave for life, which will includes shoulder rubs whenever I desire. It's a small price I'm sure.