What kind of fool has four children and no dishwasher? Chevrolet Mama.
Remember when you were little and you asked your mom if you could "help with the dishes" and she took off all your clothes and dressed you in a swimsuit and stood you on a chair in front of the kitchen sink and let you spend the next seven hours playing with plastic cups in the bubbly water? I made that mistake once. Gimme a break, I was four years old. How could I know I'd just doomed myself to a childhood of slave labor?
My mother Rapunzel told me from the time I had to stand on a chair to
scrub the pots, "Only Dawn gets the grease off the dishes." She was
right.
My parents bought a dishwasher when I got married and left them.
They bought one for themselves, I mean. Not for me. I cry foul! But I
digress. (Which is, in fact, the whole point of this entire blog.)
Two
valuable lessons came from my decade and a half of Cinderelling in
Rapunzel's kitchen. One: Parents reserve the right to press their
children into KP. And two: not all blue dish soap is Dawn. I learned
both lessons well. Pixie, Angel Doll, Lefty, and The Precious wash the
dishes here, and you can bet they do it with Dawn.
As you can imagine, with six mouths to feed in this house, I've
built a whole craft of pulling Hunneypunkin's paychecks as tight as
they'll stretch. But I've never saved money by using cheap dish soap. I
just had to use more of it and change the dishwater after every third
plate. Uncool! And you KNOW that the offspring are coloring on the
walls and stapling the dog while you're re-rewashing dishes.
Don't get the idea that I'm plugging Dawn soap here. What I'm promoting, if anything, is teaching your children to work. If Jeremy Renner had dinner at my house, would I wash his dishes with Dawn dish soap? Absolutely not. I'd have the children do it. For Asgard! SAVE THORIN!
Living in a house dominated by males Im with you on them all having the ability to clean and take care of themselves. :)
ReplyDeleteAs I recall the dishwasher in question was purchased by the grandparents. Can't imagine where money would have come from out of the family budget in those days. Remember the days of biscuits and 'stoup' meals?
ReplyDeleteBlast, I posted incorrect facts on the internet! What a nerd. I still cry foul! (But I don't blame the parents.) And don't tell anybody I admitted this, but I loved stoup. I still love stoup. Though it's awesomer with meat in it. And when I publish my dictionary, awesomer will be a real word.
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