"Can we order? I don't feel like cooking." Usually he did, he got very excited to do it and he involved Harry in the process... sometimes he probably shouldn't have. Especially after that whole big flour incident of last week. He sneezed flour and cried for three hours. "Or we say we wanna go out and we make them pay for us. I mean, we just had a baby and all."

So they deserved free food, love and less stress. Also he was too bone-idle to get up and cook something. "Either we order or I magic some dubious food onto everyone's plates."