That article following the earlier discussion about how she fabricates on her 'wonderful life' is just like an illustration of the nonsense.
The self obsession that her being herself on TV is bringing her friends joy. As if her friends are just bit players in her life waiting for her to succeed. Main character syndrome there.
Then the children call them 'mama's meals' and will remember them forever, calling roast chicken Mama's chicken as adults.
She's writing her own mythology and pretending the kids say things they don't, and then imagining a future where they wax lyrical about her.
It's weirdly insane.
Meghan, we all cook for our kids. It's called: What's for Dinner.
You aren't some earth mother where your children already sense your wonderfulness and you can tell they'll talk wistfully about it in the future.
The stuff about sacred spaces, we all call it: Home/ My House.
Day dates: we all call it having a sandwich with Dave. (We don't have to say 'my husband' because people we're speaking to know who Dave is.)
And we call it: Get the Plates Out, That One's Dad's, when we're elevating the Chinese takeaway.
She is spectacularly deluded.
God this show is going to be appalling.
And there was I ready to give her a chance 🤣