Here's my line to dh when he says, "don't do laundry: we're on vacation!"
"When we get home do you plan on emptying your suitcase into the hamper in our bedroom and letting our laundry elves tote it downstairs, sort it, wash it, dry it, fold it, carry it back upstairs & put it away?" To which the answer is always "yes" though he never says yes, he just remains silent. To which I then say (into the silence.)
"Guess what? We don't have any laundry elves. We have me. And I would rather come back at 3 o'clock on our last day & use multiple washing machines & dryers at the resort in a nice relaxed environment while you watch the kids at the pool & I read by myself in the sun and then fold the clothes while chatting to another smart Disney fan mom about her trip and then be taken out to a relaxing dinner at Epcot followed by Illuminations than do those same loads one load at a time in my dungeon of a basement with a toddler hanging on my leg while vacuuming & making Kraft mac & cheese followed by reading 10 books to said toddler for my nighttime entertainment."
To which he always replies, "I'll get the mesh laundry bags at Dollar Tree and a roll of quarters at the bank."

