While I was gone to Texas, Jake would wear a shirt to school (or church) and leave it in a laundry basket. When I came come he informed me that he would continue doing this until he was out of shirts and then send them out to be laundered and pressed. I quickly counted up the shirts and did the math in my head and realized that I better invest in a good iron, board, and have Betsy teach me how to "quality" iron to meet Jake's expectations.
After working on these for 10 days straight I finally finished. (Three of them ironed twice because he wore them before I was done.)
How many shirts? 55. At least one of every color. I am positive that Jake has more clothes than I do. My next ironing project, his slacks.