...nothing sharper than a butter knife is permitted in the dishwasher from now on.
After Ellie emptied the silverware, she moved onto the plates. The ceramic, grown-up, non-toddler plates. At one point, she tried for two at a time.
Dishwasher unloading just became a much lengthier chore, but I'd be willing to bet Matt and I start arguing over who gets to unload the dishes with our little assistant.
Apologies for the poor video quality, my phone was on the counter and I grabbed it, but had to hide the phone from Ellie!