Last night my dearest husband ventured into the kitchen. Each 'venture' is akin to a hair raising adventure for the rest of the family. OH loves to help - but when it comes to dishes I end up with less clean ones than the number of dirty ones that went into the sink --crick, clang, crash! One day it's a bowl, next day a glass may be and the day after a plate.
Luckily last night was Mango milkshake night so I was a little less apprehensive about the venture. But I quickly realised that not everyone shared my optimism as you can soon see.
I'm inviting a few guests over on News Day and have planned on giving them a nice cool welcoming drink. Since I'm the hostess I'll obviously be too busy with the 'really important' stuff you know! So my Dearest has been entrusted with the lofty job of creating an awesome mango milkshake to serve them.
Like everything in the medical world (OH was a surgeon before he changed his spots) preparation is paramount. OH decided that he would like to make a test batch of milkshake just to be sure that everything would be just right on the day. So after we put Lil DS to sleep OH declares to DD and DS1 -- " I'm off to the kitchen to make some Awesome Dads Mango Milkshake -- who would like to volunteer?"
"Sorry Daddy I don't want to 'vomiteer' " quips 7 year old DS1 immediately, delivering an 'awesome' blow to Dads ego. Anyways he has us all in stitches laughing at his well timed play of words.
Long story short the kids didn't 'vomiteer' and Awesome Dad made his very own milkshake without any further mishap (or so I think as I didn't hear any of the usual sounds of clink, clank, clatter)!
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