The Dish Fairy

When I was a kid, my family would make jokes that maybe the dish fairy would come while we were gone and clean up the kitchen and wash all the dishes. Well, the dish fairy has come to my house. I make dinner and we all eat. Then I'm tired and need to rest and put up my elephantine feet. Before I go to bed, I look in the kitchen and amazingly enough, the leftovers are put away and the dishes are washed and dried. This morning, when I woke up, the papers on the living room floor had magically picked themselves up. Having Mom here is great. I've got my hospital bag packed and all the baby laundry done and put away. I guess we're as ready as we'll ever be, but I'm hoping the baby comes this weekend (unlimited cell phone minutes) preferably Sunday (to take advantage of Grandpa's (soon to be Great-Grandpa's) incentive plan for an April Fool's baby.)