It's been fun having Logan (and his parents) stay at our house. Grayson is working hard to get his new office set up and running. Diana is managing the move and being temporarily homeless with stellar resiliance. Logan is just a charmer; content and smiling and perfect for me to "show off" to the neighbors.
As we've settled into this little arrangement, the household chores have been completed with everyone pitching in...or so we thought.
The other day as Diana and I were unloading the clean dishes, she noticed one of Logan's little baby spoons in the dishwasher. Now she and I had decided that those spoons should NOT go in the dishwasher, for a variety of good reasons. We thought that rule was understood by everyone in the house.
"Grayson" she scolded, " I told you not to put Logan's little spoons int he dishwasher!"
Grayson smiled and firmly responded, "Diana, I can't get in trouble for that! I have not put ONE ITEM in that dishwasher since we moved in; so there!"
As soon as he said it, in front of all those witnesses, he realized his folly. He jumped up from his chair and promptly started clearing the table; quietly helping Wally load the dinner dishes...while Diana and I tried not to laugh right out loud.
Thanks for the hand, Gray!
