Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Crazy Kid Story

The other day, Lise complained about a spoon that was very poorly washed. She showed it to me. It had all sorts of food crusted on it. I took it a bit personally, since I generally handle the kitchen cleanup. Our dishwasher is exceptionally thorough (and slow), and very seldom does anything emerge dirty. This was a mystery to me.

I didn't really give it another thought, until tonight. After dinner, Julian was running around the kitchen with his spoon. He opened the silverware drawer and tossed it in. Everything suddenly made perfect sense.

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