An actual dinner, consumed by all with zero incidences of me shrieking, “Eat! Just eat!” Monster had to have her onions and celery removed, but with the prospect of bread looming ahead, she actually ate most all of her chicken noodle soup. And T ate his whole bowl practically before I’d started, wanting his bread.
I know it’s just a fluke, I know tomorrow night we’ll be back to the regular script of kids hopping around, playing and saying, “I want chicken nuggets! Why can’t we just have chicken nuggets?!”, but for tonight, it’s bliss.