No one said they would ransack the dishwasher causing you to remember jr high basketball moves in hopes they don’t grab a glass or worse a butter knife. What’s up with that? Why do they pick out the most dangerous object from the dishwasher and start running a full sprint? Is it fun to see the pure fright on your face that makes it exciting or the stress in your voice when you say stop? It’s not even worth the fight to do the dishes while toddlers are awake. Dishes at midnight from now on. Thanks Josie for the lovely scare tonight.