This is why I can never get my dishes done. Owen can literally be in the other room and then he hears it... calling his name... "What was that? Did mommy just open the dishwasher? I better go check..." Then, with lightening speed, he's crawling faster and faster until he reaches his destination... the open dishwasher. Meanwhile, I'm trying to unload it with supersonic arms - not putting anything away mind you, just trying to get it out of the dishwasher. And then, he's there...
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