So a recently fun activity for Ellie is to help me unload the dishwasher - she comes running - or rather, crawling in her most hilarious way as fast as she can to help bang the dishes together while I unload and load the dishwasher. This is now part of our morning routine of tasks that we do together and there is much laughter as new discoveries are made - things spin, roll and there's always a little water to splash with as well.
This morning, I was washing a stoneware in the kitchen sink and Ellie was walking around the dishwasher behind me. We were fighting for floor space at times, but my persistent girl pushes enough to make objects that are blocking her path move. All of a sudden, I felt something tap my bottom - I thought I'd gotten a little too close to the top rack, but I turned and looked. Here was Ellie, standing on the door of the dishwasher, hanging onto the top rack (and chewing it of course). As soon as she saw me, she started laughing - totally knowing she'd accomplished something new.
Worried for the dishwasher door more than the safety of my child, I whisked her off before I could take a picture - I may have to pose a photo another morning.
