At Jo's house

"Mummy. What's for dinner?"Tara Lee asked from the playroom.

"I don't know. How about stirfry with a secret dessert afterward." Jo reasoned with her daughter from the kitchen.

"Yummy." she replied, running into the dining room.

"Alright. Up we go. And here is your dinner with mash potato." she said, helping her daughter into the high chair and placing her dinner in front of her. Just then the doorbell rang.

"Coming!"she yelled, before she grabbed a strip of meat.

"Hi." she said, opening the door to find Mike and Steve on her doorstep.

"Hey. What's cooking?" Steve asked, barging past.

"By all means come in." she said, closing the door behind them.

"Sorry. He has been hypo all day." Mike said, sitting down on her couch.

"You know you are a really good cook Jo." Steve said, grabbing a plate of stirfry.

"Mike. Go eat. I made to much anyway."Jo said, serving it up and sitting next to her daughter.

"Hey Steve." Tara Lee said.

" What?" he said, mouth full of food.

"Flying potato." she yelled, flinging it off her spoon, straight into Steve's face.

"Uh no."Jo mumbled, putting her head in her hands. "Tara Lee. No throwing food."

"Sorry mama." she replied, eating the rest of her dinner.