No, I didn’t buy a dishwasher. And I don’t plan to. But on Friday night, Ricki INSISTED on collecting and washing the dirty dishes and she did a VERY good job at it! (I think I can “blame” this on her new school)If you think I can laize around now, Ricki told me Saturday morning that "You can do the dishes...."
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Sunday morning I was called to pick up Ricki from school because her “terrible eye infection is dangerous to the other students.” I apologized, saying that I hadn’t noticed any infection, and would come right away. To make a long story short, she had a substiturte teacher, and Ricki told her that her eye hurt, and from a distance it “looked red”. Well, after Ricki had gathered all her stuff to come home, I asked her to let me see her eye, to determine how fast I needed to get her to a doctor.
Well, the eye wasn’t red, not outside, and not inside. I left her at school and breathed a thanks to G-d that the substitute is not her regular teacher......