These are my dishwashers. My mechanical dishwasher is on the fritz--again! It works sometimes. There must be a short in the control board (the one we've replaced 4 times in the 2.2 years we've had this dishwasher) because the start button doesn't always work. It usually works as soon as all the dishes are washed by hand. Of course.
|My lovely ladies slaving away|
I am taking this opportunity to teach my girls how to wash the dishes by hand. A skill everyone should know. They were super eager to learn, so I took advantage of this (relatively) rare occasion. They take turns rinsing and drying. I wash and put away. It actually goes pretty fast. We can do 2 meals worth of dishes in 30 minutes. Not bad, I say!
Zenna asked if she could help, so I said "grab a towel and join in!" Then she hesitated. "Actually, I have other things I need to play." As soon as the dishes were all finished and put away, Zenna showed up. "Look! WE did it! WE washed the dishes!" Ahem. I don't think so chick...
When we finished Abigail said, "You know mom, it's better when we have a dishwasher because then it doesn't take us ALL DAY to was the dishes. We have time to play when we use a dishwasher." I reminded her that now that we are done, she has all day to play (like 11 hours or so). Too funny.
The culmination of dish training came last night when I had finished making cookie dough. I put the dough in the fridge, and Abigail came and looked into the sink at my cookie dishes. "MOM! We JUST washed those!" I could suddenly hear some empathy with the plight of my life. (Insert Cruel Cackle) I LOVE IT!!!