When The Brainy One travels abroad for work,
a few things happen in our house.
I change our bed.
I love a freshly made bed.
More so if I don’t have to share it for a night or two.
Is that selfish of me?
I also get into that freshly made bed earlier then when TBO is home.
The ritual involving The Boy Child is that he gets to choose what we have
for supper. It invariably involves pasta, Parmesan and my home-made
hidden veg in tomato sauce. Last night, I added diced salami and
quartered cherry tomatoes.
What rituals do you have?