Every day seems to be the same:

Smile, nod, squinch eyes, lift shoulders, wave goodbye, turn on heel, get in car

Let face fall

No more mask for a few minutes

A few precious minutes

Then in the front door

Sigh, agree, nod at the right time, say yum delicious, clear the plates, retreat to room

Let face fall

No more mask til morning

When the charade will start again.