Totally different subject. Last Sunday we came home from Church and I ran upstairs to quickly put on something that wouldn't get ruined by cooking/dog jumping. We have 1pm church now and I guess Henry was starving by the time we got home because I came back downstairs and this is what I found. Henry had gotten the eggs out of the fridge, pulled his stool over, and cracked an egg. I made it just in time to save egg and mess #2. He did get pretty close to getting his egg in the pan. He just got it a little backwards.
This week I am trying a different strategy for getting the two of us fed and ready in time to make it to choir before church and then not waste away before we get home at 4. Hopefully it'll work.
Happy Sunday!