It hasn’t been a good couple weeks. I don’t think I’ve gone into much detail here, but fortune is trying to bankrupt us this month. First the car, which is totaled, resulted in us purchasing a new vehicle that we weren’t quite prepared to buy at this time, followed rapidly by discovering the house has termites, which will set us back a couple thousand more and the dishwasher came to an ignominious end.
Irene has been working furiously for the last couple weeks on the Arizona Asian America Association annual banquet and hasn’t had much free time.
With the dishwasher broken, the backlog of dirty dishes became quite staggering. Sunday, we went out to look at new dishwashers.
“Why are we looking at dishwashers?â€, says Michelle.
“Because the old dishwasher is brokenâ€, I tell her.
“Is that why all the dishes are dirty on the counter and mommy had to wash the dishes in the sink this morning?â€
“That’s right.â€
Which she then follows up with this classic of kid logic: “Is the clothes washing machine broken, too?â€