We took Morgan to a model train show this morning. A bunch of old-timers with the whole line replicated, to scale of the D&RG from Salt Lake City to Denver. They had about 6 trains running in and out; it was really neat.

We came home, had lunch, then Morgan asked if he could do the dishes. There weren't that many, so I let him. Besides getting his shirt soaking wet, he did a good job, even on the pans!

He put his shirt in the dryer, then helped me sort through some more linen. Rog changed the shower curtain for me and brought the dirty one out. Morgan asked if he could do the laundry, so I sat and told him how much soap, which dials to set and turn, etc. and darned if he didn't get it going. So my work is almost done!*bg*

Michelle, I don't think it sounds silly at all to be glad to be back in your kitchen. I understand how good it feels. I get frustrated because Rog has been the chief cook for so long my kitchen doesn't feel much like mine when I really start trying to make something. I can feel, this year, I will be in it more, as a cook, and reclaim some of it, not that I blame him, he had no choice all of these years!