It seems like about once a week, I look over and say to Rich, "Do you think the elves will come tonight to do the dishes?"
Granted, this usually happens
after glass of wine or two when I'm really tired, but alas, they have yet to show up.
Until the other night....
I was tired. I could feel a cold coming on (again). Dinner was over and it was time to do the dishes... but the dishwasher was still running.
I told the kids we'd have to stack the dishes and I'd do them later.
Then Josh turned into an elf.
He decided he wanted to do the dishes.
The old fashioned way.
It wasn't long before Sam decided he wanted to do it too.
Josh thought it was fun ....
Now, I can't do the dishes without Sam "helping."
I'm trying to look on the "bright side" that they want to help. And not the fact that it makes it near impossible to do the dishes, empty the dishwasher or get anything done.