Did you read the blog title as if you were singing "No more monkeys jumping on the bed?" The girls love that book! I read it or sing it a lot when we get home after work.
So after nearly 7 months of washing bottles in our dishwasher, it officially blew up. We should have known that it was going to happen sooner or later because it was showing obvious signs that is was on its last leg.
Well, what do you know? Last weekend, the dishwasher died in the midst of dealing with fevers and fussy babies! I HATE having dishes in the sink and things just laying around. Everything has to have a home at the end of the day. I know, I'm crazy!
Needless to say, I am happy to announce that our NEW dishwasher has arrived. Shane met the delivery guy earlier today. Thanks Babe!