.. and they're all over my kitchen!
Of course they didn't really explode, but the have appeared to have reproduced over night. There's dishes EVERYWHERE.
I need to start popping out children so they can do my dishes.
I think that's why my parents had kids, so they never had to do the dishes ever again, or any housework for that matter. We were like their little slaves who were forced to housework to earn our keep. :)
I used to detest this idea, but right about now.. it's not sounding so bad.
Of course I'm kidding.. sorta. :)
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