Warm up your
day with a homemade cranberry muffin, then prop your feet up, relax your
shoulders and read on.
Do you
remember that famous line from The Wizard of Oz—“Lions and tigers and bears, oh
my!?” Here’s a line you can sing as you walk through my kitchen—“Pot and pans
and bowls, oh my!” It all began when I told my son to put away the clean
dishes.
Pots and pans gone wild (kinda).
My son
shuffled into the kitchen with the speed of someone just sentenced to death
row. I tried to tune out his protests of “Why do I have to do it? I put away
the dishes last time.” I left him to finish his sentence task in
solitude.
When I
returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner, I found items in disarray. You would
have thought my son had just moved in with our family, nothing was where it
should be. As I opened one cabinet, plastic bowls flew from the shelf.
I could feel
the pots and pans screaming from their place in the cabinet. When I opened the
cabinet, there were large pots stacked on top of smaller ones and lids
scattered. Nothing neatly assembled as it usually fits.
As I pulled
out the items I needed for dinner, I reassembled a few things. It was like
working a Rubik’s Cube as I restacked pans, twisted pot handles and turned lids
around.
My son later
told me that his friend helped put away the dishes. His friend had heard me say
that the chores had to be done before, he could have an overnight guest. I
guess that’s the color of friendship. But, I wonder if the friend would have
willingly put away dishes at his house? Hmmm.
Have dishes
ever taken over your kitchen, clean, dirty, or otherwise?
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