I wish I was the mama who planned every meal and used nap time productively, every day, to get the kitchen in order. Snacks, dinners, pots of beans, laundry.
So, Monday night, nothing came to mind. What would I make? Ah! Ground beef (grass-fed, natch), ready-made pesto, and a box of Pomi tomatoes (BPA-free, thanks) all together. Bama chose the pasta type. "We'll use the long one another night, Mama."
Not my finest hour, but not so bad, either.