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Labeling Camp Clothes: Dull Chore Made Zany Fun

Drew leaves for camp tomorrow. He’ll be gone for three weeks. I don’t usually get terribly sentimental, but that moment when I drop him off can be pretty hard. Two years ago he looked like the last photo in this post and I got a little teary.

We all survived, however, and it’s hard to believe it’s time for camp again already.

The most heinous aspect of preparing for camp is the part where you set out all the camping equipment, shorts and pants, towels and underwear, and make sure it’s all clearly marked with your camper’s name. I’ve tried the iron on labels, but either I suck at ironing or the ones I bought were poorly made. They flaked off in the wash and that didn’t piss me off at all.

Now I stick to the “last name with a Sharpie” method and it works as well as anything.

I’ve never marked socks before, but Drew insisted he had a fabulous way to identify his socks, so I armed him with a Sharpie and let him have a go at it.

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I bet he comes back with every single sock.

If you want a solution that’s less, um, artistic, a reader recommends Mabel’s Labels.
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Two years ago in My Tiny Kingdom: The Tale of the Burning Buttocks

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I submitted this as part of Works For Me Wednesday at Rocks In My Dryer. Thanks, Shannon!

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