Look at all these toys. The coolest shape sorter ever. The Baby Faces book that unfailingly makes him giggle. A box. A cardboard box, for crying out loud!
But every last one of them is immediately wiped from the baby’s mind the moment he sees this:
The mere sound of it opening brings him scooting doubletime from the temptation of the front door, grunting with anticipatory excitement the whole way. Teething pain and overtiredness are erased as he examines every surface and screw. He unleashes a string of Oohs as he tries to remove plates (hasn’t yet) and spoons (no problem).
Sometimes I open it just for the pleasure of seeing his reaction. Sometimes I wait until after his nap to empty it so he doesn’t miss it.
Yep, the dishwasher is my ace in the hole right now.
Mama-Come-Lately 
I think you may have a budding engineer on your hands!
I wouldn’t be surprised in the least. He’s a little inspector! Thanks for reading, and happy holidays to you and yours.