azurelunatic | Household

One of

votania's stress points is, quite understandably, a messy house. Given the way her parents' other daughter chooses to maintain a household (or not), this is very, very understandable.

So, when she gets home today, the kitchen floor will be clean, the stove will be if not sparkling, at least shiny, the dishes done, her kid asleep, and general order reigning.

I can do that, at the least.

I also made something resembling supper from the remaining hamburger in the bottom of the fridge. When you fry, add cheese, onions, and mushrooms, it's not quite cheesesteak, but it's not bad either.

marxdarx, the legendarily picky eater, snarfed his portion. Yay, me! It also helped that I cooked the mushrooms separately, so he wasn't subjected to them.

Little Fayoumis argued once about bedtime. "But it's not even dark yet!" Asked him whether his bedtime was when it was dark outside, or a time on the clock. "*sigh* A time on the clock." "So if you argue again about it not being dark, that won't even make sense."

No more argument. And he brushed his teeth without verbal armtwisting. Yay, me?