Anyway, the last few weeks I have occasionally found my dishes a bit on the wet side. Really wet. Like, someone has been switching the settings on me.
I, of course, blamed my husband. Maybe he's on a passive-aggressive environmental streak... I mean, I know none of the children have any desire to touch the dishwasher unless under extreme duress, so it couldn't be one of them. Except, maybe Spencer. Could he be behind all of this? Is this just a plot to make me a little crazier, day by day?
I walked into the kitchen today, and who should I find at the controls? Yes, the baby. Looking at me all sweet and innocent.
I guess I'd better go apologize to my husband now.


2 comments:
that is too funny. gotta love how the little ones like to push the buttons :)
It's good to be vindicated.
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