Mommy has been in Little Rock for the past few days. So Daddy and Davis have been in survival mode. Living off the land. Anything to avoid cooking on the stove. All was well until this morning. Davis asked for pancakes. Daddy panics and offers a rational explanation: "we're all out of pancakes." Davis opens the cabinet door and points to the pancake mix. Daddy asks Davis to find the fire extinguisher and open the windows. Simple directions with idiot-proof pictures on the box. What could possibly go wrong?
Wrongness.
(the only one that didn't resemble a hockey puck)
Another problem- no syrup.
(grocery lists are important, Daddy forgot)
Obviously, it's more than a problem, it's a potential tragedy....
what to do?
the solution.
hmm.
Daddy is a number one cook!
yummy.
mag-nifico!
(Mommy please hurry home!)