I thought I would bake our son a cake to say sorry for this Sunday. He’s coming to work with me. Going to have to leave the house before 7am and will get back in the evening.
“Well I’ve seen worse Dad”
That’s almost a compliment.
“No I don’t think it was…. it’s definitely cake like”
It’s crunch time the taste test.
“Dad it’s, its, it’s time for a pizza I think”