Domestic Goddess? - Not a hope
So I have friends who seem to have more time for their children than I do, AND they have a clean and tidy house. I don’t understand how. I don’t feel I’m very good at doing either. (It’s a rare day when there isn’t a huge mountain of washing up to do – and that’s just the stuff which won’t go in the dishwasher.) Admittedly our bedroom is currently clean enough to eat off the floor, but that’s only because I spent all day on Tuesday spring-cleaning it.
Still, I had a major success this evening – we had courgettes for dinner, and Adam and Ruth both lapped them up 
I did Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall’s pasta sauce (basically sweat courgettes in olive oil and garlic until they will completely mush up with a spoon, then add grated parmesan and a little pepper – he uses cream, I didn’t – but it was still wonderful. )
Today was more of a Mummy day than a housework day – our toddler group has shut up shop for the summer, so we all met at the local playground instead. Ruth thawed far more than usual. (She’s usually very clingy, but although she shouted a lot at anyone who dared to try to share her equipment, she did at least go off on her own a bit.) This afternoon we had our neighbours’ boy round (a year older than Adam) and a lot of fun was had with water in the back garden – the highlight of which was Ruth deciding to sit in a full washing up bowl!
Oooh – and I did get two large loads of laundry washed and dried
The knitting has also progressed a little – at the moment I’m panicking that the neck-hole will be too large, but once I’ve done the neckband I expect it will be OK.
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