Mr. I call it helping you but I make a ton of messes always wants to help me cook. This was a couple weekends ago we made pancakes for breakfast and he had to help me crack the eggs, pour the milk and stir. I sure hope egg shells can't tear the lining of your stomach! We make them into giant A's or mickey mouse heads or whatever inspires us that day. Austin thinks its hysterical that they make bubbles and pop themselves. I hope that one day Austin remembers us making pancakes on the weekends. I remember going to my Monar and Hanks house sometimes and Hank could flip a pancake to the ceiling and catch it in the pan. I still haven't mastered that one, but Austin sure loves to see me try.
These pictures show my fugly kitchen too! We've bought tile flooring, I've picked out the wall color and countertops and cabinetry, new hardware and the whole 9 yards. Now it's just finding the time to get it all done. I watch wayyy to much HGTV these days!
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