Ryan needed to run out to get stamps (& ice-cream) after dinner. I’ve had a terrible headache most of the day. He took both kids with him (100% of his own volition). It’s the strangest phenomenon, but he might as well have lit up the room with candles & offered me a massage (actually all that accomplishes is putting me to sleep).
Take note gentlemen.
I’m now off the clean the kitchen in peace.