"Yes, well, when I can just flick my wand and have it right itself, that'll be one thing. 'til then, it can remain a crisis." No way was she doing that by hand today.
Maybe if she got really bored between now and camp, or between camp and the start of school, she'd see about making it less of a mess. It was highly, highly unlikely, however.
Shoving the last of the clothing in there, she grinned over to her father. She wondered if he'd think about writing to Molly and Arthur to 'keep an eye on them' but doubted he'd sink so low. Still, maybe she'd see about keeping the house owl in her room for the next couple of days.