For days I have been looking at my son's girlfriend's white, cotton, box-pleat skirt (freshly washed and dryed) that she asked me to iron for her. Where do I start?!

My husband vounteered his help this morning; I think he thinks I'm a bit over-whemed! I am tempted to take it to the dry-cleaners and let them press crisp pleats back into the wrinkled skirt.

Life is full of these heart-warming adventures. I don't want to miss a single one of them!