At least twice a week while I cook dinner I send my three girls into the downstairs shower. I am perfectly happy to waste water and half a bottle of shampoo for forty minutes of peace. They love it. It's safe. And after forty minutes and half a bottle of shampoo they always emerge cleaner, if not actually clean. Usually they play for a long time before they begin washing, so by the time someone has enough soap in her eyes to holler for me, dinner is close to finished. I consider dinner time showers a young mother's trade secret.
How do you make it through the dinner time scramble?