Scene: The circus homestead. The promise of fro yo (BookIt reward – we don’t like Pizza Hut) hangs in the air.
Me: Okay. There’s still time tonight for fro yo. IF the table gets cleared.
<mad rush to sink>
Me: Wow. I don’t think the table has ever been cleared that fast.
L: Yeah, I have a dish clearing record now!!!
Oh, my little friend. If there’s a record held for dish clearing in this house … well, it doesn’t belong to YOU.
But it doesn’t matter.
Because we all reached the mecca together.
And that’s what REALLY counts.