sanity

Enough is enough.

Howard and I finally reached a tipping point.

The accumulation of daily dishes was getting too much. There was always a pile of clean dishes in the sink, and ones waiting to be washed on the counter. The kitchen is so small and it was taking all evening to get through all of the lunch boxes and baby bottles.

[It was kind of a relief when the pipes froze a couple of weeks ago and I couldn't do dishes.]

So, we finally did it: we bought a dishwasher.

Big Bad Bosch arrived on Monday and was installed Monday night.

Paloma was really helpful during the installation. She held the flashlight (sic) for Papa and helped him to get into all those hard-to-reach places.

As they were working together, Howard turned to me and said, "Now I understand why we had children!"

Funny thing is, I thought we had them to do the dishes for us....