Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Tonight, I was doing dishes after church. I rarely leave them dirty when I leave the house, but tonight had to be an exception. Toward the end, I noticed a pan that had food stuck on it and thought I’d have to soak it for a while. But, within a couple minutes it was ready to clean. It reminded me of when I was a kid at home and my sister and I would do dishes. There were nine of us so there were a lot and it would take us a long time because we argued and fussed while doing them. I don’t know why Mom let us get away with that being we were all in the same area of the house. Finally, we would get to the pots and beg Mom to let us leave them soaking. She agreed most of the time. Of course, she had to do them the next day while we were at school. After years of marriage and doing dishes, etc, I realized that if we had soaked them at the beginning of the dish washing time, we’d been able to clean them at the end. Why did Mom let us get away with that? I don’t know. I guess moms just do that.