If the Washing Machine Eats the Socks, What Eats the Silver Ware?by 5kidswdisabilities | 
                  
We
 all know the adage that the washing machine eats socks, which is why 
they never come out in pairs.  I long ago gave up trying to match them, 
just buying plain black socks for the boys and hoping they kind of 
match.  Marie gets to feel in fashion because all of her socks are 
multi-colored with frogs, kisses, stripes and cats.  If she can get one 
stripe from one sock to match the color on the cat, then she has found a
 fashionable match!
My
 concern is our silverware.  When we first had kids, we started out with
 a full Faber ware set.  As we saw pieces disappear one by one, we had 
to replace the set several times.  (We now have 72 knives and six spoons
 left.)  We do not know where the silverware goes.  As far as we are 
concerned, we eat with it, put it  in the sink, in the dishwasher to be 
washed and then back in the silverware drawer.  It is not rocket 
science.  It IS, however, way too complicated of a system to work in our
 house.  For some reason, our silverware disappears!  One would assume 
that the washing machine/sock theory would work for the dishwasher and 
disappearing silverware, but, alas, that is not the answer.
Theory #1 is that ours is the "HOUSE OF THE DISAPPEARING SILVERWARE", oooooooooh! 
 We sometimes stay awake at night imagining the silverware whisking away
 into thin air with a whoooosh here and a whooosh there, kind of like 
witchcraft.  (In the interest of full disclosure, my husband is not 
bothered by this and he sleeps soundly...)  In the morning, half of the 
forks are gone!
Theory
 #2 is that, somehow, the children are involved.  Maybe they take a 
paper plate of left overs to their bedrooms and the silverware gets 
thrown away with the disposable dish. I shudder to think of this dirty, 
tragic end to our fine and selfless silverware. They died in the line of
 duty, never again seeing the light of day...
Whatever
 the reason, and whatever the consequences we have put upon our children
 for not taking care of the silverware, it continues to vanish for no 
apparent reason. Long ago we gave up our concept that the ideal home has
 good silverware with which to feed our perfect little family. 
Currently, spoons and forks from the Dollar Store fill our silverware 
drawer.  The frustration of having to constantly replace good silverware
 is gone.  With that stress no longer on my shoulders, the result is a 
cheaper, flimsier fork.  Eating steak, which would potentially bend our 
new utensils, it out of the question. It doesn't matter 
anyway...hamburger is about all we can afford.  We are so lucky that our
 budget matches our utensil selection!  Our hospitality skills are also 
hampered by the antics of our kiddos, so we are also lucky that no one 
in their right mind would come to our house for dinner, thus sampling 
our pittance silverware.  Isn't it great how life does have a way of 
turning out perfectly?  We are so lucky!
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