The Gift that Keeps on Giving.

I had a birthday last week, kids. True to form, your father had set up a delightful and completely un-creepy surprise to greet me when I descended to the kitchen in the morning.



As you probably guessed, that surprise was the collectible M&M statue/dispenser he gave me four years ago for my birthday, modified this time around so that it had a speech bubble wishing me a happy day.

I'm so relieved that we do things in a normal way in this household.

Safety First, Chocolate Second.

What do we do after we take the cookies out of the oven, children?



Correct.


Turn that sh*t off.