I'm close; it's a reprint that has Elly stand around bitching like an idiot thus making sure that Mike will never spontaneously pick up after himself.
Panel 1: We start off with Elly surveying the mess Mike usually leaves behind when he plays; being reminded that little children don't, as a rule, pick up after themselves is making her glare the Bug-Eyed Glare of Existential Horror.
Panel 2: As she walks down the hallway frowning in what would today be the Scrunched-up Face of Rage, she thought-bubbles "Grumble! Snarl! Gnash!"
Panel 3: We next see her yell "Michael!! I told you to clean your room and you haven't done a darned thing!!"; since she crept up on him before bellowing, he's so frightened, he's spilling his glass of water.
Panel 4: The enraged look on her face as she points at him and bellows that she'd told him that she'd wanted it done before he did anything else continues to frighten him.
Panel 5: He scrunches his face up as she screams that he's not too young to have some responsibilities around the house; this is because he's a child and assumes that he'll never be allowed to play again.
Panel 6: This assumption explains why he sticks out his tongue in panic when she declares that he can't come out until the room is spotless. He remembers that his mother screams in rage when John puts clean forks in the drawer the wrong way and washes the whole load all over again, pots and all, and fears it happening to him when he fails to meet some insane category that only exists inside her rage-filled brain (not to mention getting bellowed at and spanked when he points out that she's a bigger slob than he is.)
Panel 7: Mike comes up to John and asks "Dad?" as Elly tastes the inedible slop she plans on serving her reluctant family tonight.
Panel 8: He then panics his father by asking if the raging meanie carrying the pot of suicide stew to the table is really his mother.
Summary: The problem is that we know that Elly's need to be liked might make her cave again; we also know that she refuses to think like a child and declare what he thinks spotless to be good enough for now and avoid bellowing about how he 'deliberately' made work for her. Also, if she wanted to avoid messes like this, she could have actually played with her son instead of whining that she'll catch being a six year old or some such nonsense.