This past weekend as I did the dishes, I learned several important things about the men in my life.
First, they are easily entertained.
Next, some short person has been putting items into my dishwasher when I’m not looking. So far, I have found the following items in my dishwasher:
– 5 Legos
– 2 golf balls
– A book
– A shoe
– And most recently, a plastic golf club
Third, Chris really needs to empty the food particles out of the drain when he does the dishes. Yuck!
Fourth, Bean can hear me open the dishwasher from three miles away. And then he comes running and tries to climb up inside it. Every. Single. Time. No matter how many times I make him get out of the kitchen. I turn around ten seconds later and he’s crawling back in again.
And finally, I learned that Dads are fun because they let sticky, stinky, grabby little boys click the mouse and type on the keyboard all by themselves. Which means that when Mom sat down to write this very blog post, it took her about 15 minutes to clean the computer first.
I don’t think I can live in these conditions much longer.