husband in the kitchen

I woke up this morning and came out to make some coffee, because that's what's most important when you first wake up.  However, as I was getting it ready I noticed I was really dizzy and having trouble standing up straight.  Then I started to feel sick.  Really sick.  So sick that all of the sudden coffee didn't sound good.  I went back to bed, pronto and spoke the dreaded mom words, "I don't feel good."  My husband is awesome.  He called in sick for me and took over the motherly duties.

There is nothing my husband likes more than dinner ready when he gets home from work.  And he loooooves that dinner to be ready in a crock pot, which means I can't wait until 4:30pm to start thinking about what's for dinner.  I'm working on it.

Sean took it upon himself to get dinner ready today.  Bless his huge heart.  So after picking up Jonah from Kindergarten, he opened up P-Dub's cookbook and started rummaging through the cupboards in search of the perfect dinner.  He decided on a roast, and seeing that we just purchased a 1/4 of cow, it's a good choice.

Sean's not afraid to wear an oven mitt.

He had a little excitement with his roast.  So much so that I got my sick self up to snap a few photos.  I missed the flames.  It was the first real cooking fire we've had in the house.  Do you see that hazeyness in the photos?  It's smoke.

  Lots and lots of smoke.  So much smoke the alarms started going off.  Ava slept through it.

He even cleaned up after himself.  I love him.

xo