THEN...
He looked at the mess he had made making this wonderful creation, looked at me with alarm in his face, and said, "I don't even know where to start!"
Yes, he IS Mr. Incredible, NOT Mr. Perfect.
I then proceeded to give him a big hug and shooed him out of the kitchen and cleaned up. I forgot to get a pic of the stove, sink and dishes, but I did come to my senses and grab a shot of the poor waffle iron.
Ugh, the messes! I cant complain too much though when mine makes a mess. I HATE to cook...I do it because the kids need to eat or I go to jail, and since I started working evenings I have to make dinner or the family doesnt have any time together. Fri-Sun though hubby gets the kitchen to himself, because he actually enjoys cooking!
ReplyDeleteBTW, I love that you have a Scooby-Doo waffle iron!