Tonight was just a regular night in my house. I hadn't told the kids to do the dishes, so the dishes were not done. Things were, shamefully, tense and I might have started to lose my cool.
Then my daughter came out to dry dishes as I washed. She started talking about her day and I literally felt myself cool down.
Sure, washing dishes is a chore, and I should be more on top of the kids' chore list so I don't have to do those darn dishes myself, but there was something so old time soothing about her and I standing in the kitchen, working together and talking....
Everyone should take the time to do dishes with your child. It's actually a very good thing.