This week my husband has been spending his evenings helping out his buddy who operates a store that sells fireworks. Fireworks are legal here in Indiana and the Fourth of July is my husband’s favorite holiday!
Anyhow, with him gone in the evenings, I am stuck with the responsibility of making dinner for my children (well, Abby is easy…baby food or formula).
I’m pretty sure that I’ve mentioned this before, but I am a disaster in the kitchen. I’ve tried to cook for my family but it is just not a skill I possess. So this week we’ve eaten no less than 3 frozen pizzas, Taco Bell and cereal for dinner. I let my son choose!
The good news is, I’ve actually learned how to cook a frozen pizza! All 3 times I remembered to remove the cardboard, unlike this incident I posted about awhile back: A little cardboard never hurt anyone.