i'm blessed to have such a domestic husband. the man is a neat freak, he loves animals and kids, he likes cooking, his drawers & book bag are immaculate inside.
so when i suggested we bake after a week of being stuck in bed, he was pretty down with the idea.
things started out normal enough. we pulled out the bowls & measuring cups & spoons & started mixing things.
and bernie & archibald offered to help too.
and while we waited for the oven to heat, he studied & i did some light reading.
and then all of a sudden, i looked up & things started to get weird.
really, really weird.
but i guess that's what i get for baking with husband. and if i'm being honest, it was probably the best time i ever had baking.