My Dishwasher

On Monday night Finn asked me if he could help with dinner.  I was making spaghetti and didn't really need his help. Finn was disappointed but made the best of it.  He grabbed his stool and started washing dishes.  He washed all the dishes in the sink and then washed the dishes that used to cook with.  He did a really good job - made all the better because he was in his underwear. 

The next morning after breakfast he told me that he didn't need to go to JT's because he needed to wash the dishes.  


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Ghouls at Grassmere

The Fourth of July

High Ankle Sprain