Usually when Emma decides to help with the dishes, I start to hear the silverware jingle around as the spoons and forks go flying out of the dishwasher and onto the floor. But on this particular day, I heard the plastic bowls clanking around...you know the ones that go on the top shelf? I looked down and there she was, standing on the open dishwasher door throwing bowls out of the dishwasher! OK, so she's better at unloading than she is at loading, but I guess I can't be picky. At least she's willing to help!
Heart Eyes, Can't Lose
1 week ago