In two separate conversions over the last few days, DS and then DH independently claimed that I "don't cook."
I don't exactly recall the conversation with DS. But DH and I were discussing whether to replace or repair our broken oven, and he claimed we don't need a new oven "because it's not like you cook, anyway."
I do cook. For them. Every day.
When I pointed this out, he hemmed and hawed a bit and then said, "Well, you don't need a fancy new oven, because you don't bake things like nice cakes or a souffle."
No, I don't have time for that. But I do cook supper for them every day and lunches on the weekend.
Just a moan, really.