February 07, 2019
January 17, 2018
Just be happy the house didn’t burn down.
What about the letter asking for your own breakfast? I’m sure she’d love that.
A chisel on a skillet? That will ruin (Stewie Griffin pronunciation) the teflon!
For this Calvin got 3 Michelin Stars.
Do NOT sign Calvin up for one of Gordon Ramsey’s shows!
At least this didn’t involve noodles.
If she wasn’t sick before, she will be.
His heart is in the right place. His brain rarely gets there.
I’d say “Where’s the coffee?”.
See, Cal isn’t the total monster everyone makes him out to be. Most kids would demand Mom to get up and make them breakfast. He can’t cook but most kids at that age can’t. And, once again, Dad couldn’t be bothered to help.
Should have just brought her cereal.
COVID? Well, probably not but that is what they (you know who you are) will claim and record, anyway.
Something tells me Dad’s story involves getting a new toaster!
I never really thought breakfast in bed was all that good an idea. I gotta pee.
When our kids were young they surprised their mother in bed on Mother’s day with an omelet. They served it in a bowl because they had a recipe but not experience. The three spoonsful of water became three cups, and the chopped onions (not sautéed) suffered a similar transmogrification. It was very sweet of them anyway!
Don’t ask; don’t tell.
Pops is SO considerate!
Calvin is a finalist on Works Cooks in America
It’s the thought that counts. (not)
Let’s all just use our imagination and picture what Calvin did with the toast and orange juice.
I imagine the entire gallon of OJ is now a sticky mess over the entire kitchen floor and the toaster is a charred ruin because Calvin tried putting 4 slices of bread in each slot of the toaster.
It’s the thought that counts…
Points for trying!
At least he’s trying.
My daughter once was being experimental and made scrambled eggs with…. cinnamon.
It was…. delicious. At least that’s what we said. ;)