Last night Papa and T-Guy bicycled off to the farmers market without J-Baby and me. J-Baby was still working on finishing his meal (he was eating slowly, but not complaining about his dinner or attempting to get out of eating it), and the kitchen work needed to be done. In other words, we were running late.
There were a lot of dishes that needed to be done by hand. This is usually true in our house, where almost all food preparation involves bowls, pots, pans, and assorted items that don't fit (or shouldn't go) in the dishwasher.
I asked J-Baby if he wanted to help me in the kitchen, thinking I'd have him wipe the table. Well yes, he did want to help ~ with the dishes. Now, dishes aren't usually my domain (I cook, Papa usually cleans up), and I hadn't intended to have an impromptu lesson. But my boy wanted to do this. Think quick, how will this work? The big stainless steel bowl came down from the cupboard and was put to use as as rinse basin. We found a small step stool. The boy rinsed every dish I washed and then put it in the dish rack. He was pleased with himself. We chatted while we worked. It felt good. When we finished we took his rinse water out and watered the small rose bush.
We may have just changed how we do dishes around here.