Last night, at about midnight, Josh went to go let Zeke out one last time before we went to sleep. Then I heard Josh whisper yelling "Stephanie! Help! Stephanieeeeee!" I walked around the corner to our kitchen and saw this:
For some reason I thought it was so funny. I started laughing while Josh tried to get Zeke out of the big puddle of soapy water.
Neither one of us are really sure what happened because the dishwasher is working fine today, and both of us read the packaging that said the packet was "good for one load" and promised we would find "Clean, spotless dishes in your dishwasher". Guess it was just a fluke thing.
At least my floor is nice and clean!
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