Stating the obvious, the hot weather plus having two small kids creates loads (literally!) of laundry. That's Amy's domain, so you'll often find her lugging bins of dirty clothes up or down the stairs, mock muttering things like "do I have to do the laundry" as if she were a common laborer.
It may seem like we three take her for granted - after all, all we do is peel of our sticky clothes, throw them in the hamper, and they magically appear fresh and folded in our dressers - but we do recognize and appreciate all of the labor involved in the magic. Let this post serve as a small piece of that recognition and appreciation. Thanks, Mama.