One of her favorite things to do, is to jump into a pile of suds in the kitchen sink for a bath, and call herself a dirty dish. She's asked me 2 times in as many days to be a dirty dish. The second time, and maybe the the first if I'm honest, I sighed a little sigh before I said okay. So many things to do. I stopped myself, though. So trite, so bittersweet....they grow up so fast. This child is a charmer. My goodness, I wish I had 10 of her. Please stay little, my sweet dirty dish, and don't grow any bigger than the kitchen sink, not just yet. 