I have spent my life being given the impression that I am reasonably intelligent - I'm not though, today (and every day) is a prime example of why I am as thick as sh*t!
DH says he'll do the kitchen clear up for me.
Thankyou says numbnuts here - I'll sit still and cuddle the crying munchking, DD can run between the 2 of us.
This morning I find (like I always find when he offers to do things like that) - the stew pot full of manky cold water "soaking", the sink full of bits of onion/carrots etc from where he emptied the dregs of the stew down the sink with the washingup bowl still in there*.
manky dishes in said wasing up bowl "soaking" in now cold greasy water because we can't possibly RINSE dishes before sticking them in the bowl.
The kitchen looks neat enough, but it turns out it is all soaking, and stacked neatly ready for me to do properly today .
Next time he can have the screaming babies - I'm going to lock myself in the kitchen for an hour or two with the cd player up loud (to drown out the crying and "I want mummy"), do the dishes properly, and consume vast quantities of wine!!!!