Yesterday I awoke at 9am!!! to a beautiful breakfast feast: bismark donuts from my favorite bakery, omelets prepared by Mr. Red, and champagne! It is a rare treat for this mama to eat a meal prepared by someone else. Mr. Red did a fantastic, and almost perfect job.
Almost.
Apparently, Mr. Red left a paper towel too close to one of the burners while preparing the omelet. Later that day, just when Mr. Red started feeling good about his Mother's Day performance, my 4 year old daughter questioned him, "Dada, why, when you cook, stuff gets on fire?"
I then realized that I was additionally blessed this mothers day...I slept through the kitchen fire.
