Lucas
It’s 6:00 PM. The baby is fussing in the high chair, the toddler has created a modern art masterpiece with yogurt on the floor, and your oldest is asking for a snack for the seventeenth time. You look at your partner across a counter littered with the day’s debris, and you both have that same, tired look. The unspoken question hangs in the air: “Who is dealing with all of this?”
Lucas
Oh, the glorious, beautiful chaos of a big family gathering! I can just smell it now: the turkey or ham roasting, the pies cooling on the counter, and the sound of laughter filling the house. But before we get to that picture-perfect moment, there’s the other part. The part where the kitchen looks like a flour bomb went off, the guest list has somehow grown to 17 people, and you’re staring at a mountain of cleaning that feels simply impossible to conquer alone.