...in the history of dishwashers.
Whenever it's Pretty Girl's week to unload the dishwasher, there is a collective groan throughout the house.
She goes slow. Very, very slow.
She likes to sing to the spoons, test out the knives and talk to the forks. And always, always, always - takes 1 at a time to the drawer.
We're lucky if we have enough clean silverware by dinner.
18 more to go.