My wife recently delivered our second child by emergency c-section. It's a long story, but our wonderful church congregation has been bringing meals by to help let her rest and heal. But between work, being the parent for my other child, and running errands for my resting wife, I didn't feel like doing dishes. So they stacked up until my great father in law came over and did them. But then I remembered the stash of paper plates, and plastic cups, forks, spoons, and knifes that we kept on hand for parties and such. What a head slapping moment. I'm also going to buy a small pack of each, put them together and give them away next time I sign up to give someone dinner like we've been given, because 'Duh!' if they can't cook, they're probably not up to doing dishes.