My husband
Jan. 19th, 2009 10:00 amScene: I get out of the shower and he has begun making pancakes. I stroll over to snuggle and chat while he's cooking.
Jens: *popping the little bubbles on the pancakes*
Me: Stop that! Why are you doing that!
Jens: I'm popping the bubbles so they don't have the little holes in them.
Me: They aren't pancakes without the little holes, leave them alone!
Jens: *popping little bubbles*
Me: *slightly exasperated* What are you doing?
Jens: I'm making unholy pancakes!
Jens: *popping the little bubbles on the pancakes*
Me: Stop that! Why are you doing that!
Jens: I'm popping the bubbles so they don't have the little holes in them.
Me: They aren't pancakes without the little holes, leave them alone!
Jens: *popping little bubbles*
Me: *slightly exasperated* What are you doing?
Jens: I'm making unholy pancakes!