Kitchen Chicken

Do you know the game where two people hold out as long as they can before some bad outcome fails, seeing who will, "chicken out" first?   I remember several movies portraying this game in the form of two cars driving directly towards each other, one with the hero in it and the other the arch enemy or villain.   My husband and I have several unspoken games of "chicken" that we play against each other in our house. 

The first is with the microwave.   Microwaves get messy over time, even if you use a cover over bowls of soup or other food being warmed.  My daughter is microwaving a lot these days, most notably mac&cheese that always seems to bubble over.   The walls get splattered with pasta sauce and other things of unknown makeup sit on the spinning tray, having gone through who knows how many microwave iterations, and yet they haven't burst into flames. 

Who will get disgusted by the microwave first, cave in and clean it?   I think I'm typically the one to do this job.  I say I only think so because it's easier to notice something that's dirty and a mess than that it was clean and has been clean for over a week.   I'd guess I was the one that did most of the cleaning with this game of chicken.

The other is the compost bin.  We have a small bin in the kitchen that fills up rather quickly.   We pack it down and add more in.   It starts to decompose.   Neither of us wants to touch it, although someone will put it on the island with the silent message that it really should be taken outside and dumped down the hill. 

Sometimes it sits on the island for a few days.   We even joke about it, telling the other person we don't want to take it down, and wasn't it their turn?  I would guess we're about 50/50 on this one, but again, I don't know.   I just know I lose the game of Kitchen Chicken a lot.   I suppose I don't mind because I like things clean.

The Big Boy Update:  My son is doing baby talk again.   He's regressing and we don't know why.   He has a therapy session next week and I think he needs it.   Hopefully, Dhruit can help. 

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter got in more trouble today for being defiant.   She was escorted to her room and stayed there all day save for meals.   Late afternoon there was a lemonade stand and we let her go there by herself, using her cane and watch.   She did a very good job of navigating.   We told her she should do more walking around the neighborhood.