The kitchen was clean for about ten minutes between lunch and dinner yesterday. Then I cooked in it again, without unloading the dishwasher first and then breakfast, and lunch, and I prepped dinner and now it's a disaster again.
But I've prepped dinner, so I expect to maybe have a little time while cooking during which the baby is not literally clinging to my leg (it's almost 100% adorable and 0% annoying. I know, ask again in 18 months...) and I might be able to unload and reload the dishwasher then.
Such is life. The kitchen will never really be clean. But I can shoot for "presentable" as we head into the weekend.
This week at music class, there were zero activities that were above my level. Well, one drumming thing where we were supposed to do long-short-short, but I handed the baby my mallet, so I was just tapping with my finger. If I made mistakes, they were non-obvious.