Ask and you shall receive

Last night my husband and I had finished watching a movie and eating dinner. As I'm thinking of all the things I need to do before I get ready for bed, I say to Nadie, "Ask daddy if he will wash the dishes for mommy". Nadie says something in her own language... either "girl you know he isn't gonna wash those dishes" or "daddy, if you wash the dishes for mommy I won't give you any problems at bedtime". Corey looks at me and I can see the wheels turning in his head.

A little background... Corey HATES to do the dishes. Putting them in the dishwasher is his only option. I don't think I have ever seen him hand wash dishes. I, on the other hand, can not stand for dishes to be washed in the dishwasher. I just don't think they get clean enough. I guess I suffer from a mild case of OCD.

Anyhoo, our dishwasher doesn't work and Corey knows he will have to hand wash them. I had asked Corey a couple of weeks ago if he would wash them for me and he said no...well I didn't ask him I stated "don't you want to wash the dishes for me" and that's when he said no. Of course I get mad and try not to break every dish as I'm washing them. Then something said, "you didn't ask him to wash them for you, you asked him if he wanted to wash them. You knew the answer to that before you even asked the question".

I start to get Nadie ready for bed and Corey goes in the kitchen and starts WASHING THE DISHES. Yes he washed the dishes by hand and I only had to ask him once. It's the little things like this that remind me why I love this man so much. He doesn't have to buy me a dozen roses or spend all of his money on me. I'm simple...just help me around the house and I'm good. Needless to say, I went to bed a happy woman. Now, if I can just get him to change a few more dirty diapers...