Train of thought of a tired mind, right after putting Molly to sleep, while emptying the dishwasher: “It’s really great that we have so many plastic dishes so the noise doesn’t wake Molly up… It’s weird that they thought about not waking babies up when making plastic dishes… Oh, they didn’t… They’re actually plastic so they wouldn’t break… Why would they break though? Why aren’t all dishes plastic?”
I should stop talking to myself.