Frankie's newest discovery...

Ah, yes, the dishwasher. I new it was coming and I was so not looking forward to it. What is so exciting about the dishwasher anyway? Is it the many compartments full of exciting forks and spoons that are just waiting to be thrown on the floor? Is it the way the door bounces when you jump up and down as hard as you can? I don't know....but for whatever reason this is Frankie's new favorite place. One by one she throws everything within her reach onto the floor and will look at me after each time to check and see if I am going to make her stop. And I am paranoid about putting the dishes that she has thrown everywhere away so I wash them all over again, ugh, it is exhausting. Finally, I have to drag her away. She is pretty good at throwing little tantrums now, too. When you go to pick her up she goes all limp and collapses her shoulders so that you almost drop her on her face, know what I mean? I have a really hard time saying NO to this girl, I think we all do, so I am seeing lots of dishes in my future.....