So the dishwasher broke. Joyous. Wow am I glad I'm leaving in two days, which means I hopefully won't ever have to deal with it, or at least won't have to deal with it until the summer.
However, it made for a nice excuse to have a little cute hang out time with Noah. I told Sam to go shove off until we were done washing (me) and drying (him) the dishes, etc, at which point Sam would come in to wipe off the table, sweep the floor, put the dishes away and take out the garbage. Oh, and put the salad in a bag. He didn't exactly end up doing that in full but I left for Kelly Long's house and didn't have to deal with it.
Meanwhile, Noah dried the dishes while I washed and we danced around the kitchen singing and talking and sucking on ice. He is so cute. Really. In all ways. Not just the cheeks and the eyes and the hair, etc etc. His little "I love my food" song really kills me. And he's just an overall good, sweet person. It was nice washing dishes with him. I'll miss both of them when I leave again. Two days. Almost one day. My little brothers.
:-(
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