Made some lovely broth earlier.
Heritage carrots, home grown potatoes and lentils with a carefully thought out mix of herbs and seasoning.
I’m upstairs doing bedtime for our youngest and I can hear a waspy drone.
He’s only just gone and blended it all like I’m a fucking 6 month old.
He’s apologetic and, to be fair, does more than his fair share of childcare/shitwork/cleaning/family stuff.
I’m still cross though.