After a very long day which was busy and full of chores and house work I went to my mother's house to do laundry.  Now I know its an inconvience to her and it raises her water bill and I use her laundry soap so to make it up to her every Thursday when she comes home she has a home cooked meal.  My mother has been on her own for so long its nice to have someone pamper her.  So I am making mashed potatoes and cheater cheese burger pie when my daughter, who I love so much and is my little sunshine but she has not stopped talking since the minute her feet hit the floor this morning, decides she wants to help.  This is a total learning moment so I say of course go wash your hands.  I get the eggs, it takes three, and while I am wondering if I should dump the shells into the garbage disposal due to her recent sink problems my daughter comes back.  I give her the wisk and tell her to mix the eggs.  She is happily going along stirring and working when she says, "Mommy......I didn't think we were supposed to eat the shells?"  WHAT!!!  I look down to find I dumped the three eggs down the garbage disposal and put the shells in the bowl.  UGH! 

Dinner Was Late.