Pancakes anyone?

So Ammon and I decided to have breakfast for dinner the other night. I put him in charge of the pancakes and I worked on the eggs. I don't know why I let him work in the kitchen. Oh yeah...because it's supposed to make it easier. Usually, though, it just makes things harder. Ammon decided to make REALLY thick flapjacks. After the first round of pouring individual cakes, he got an idea...scary, I know. He decided to make on big cake and cut it with his spatula while it was cooking...

The first cut went alright...

The second cut; not so much.
yep...that's on the floor!


Then we sat down to eat. It was Ammon's turn to say the blessing, but dinner was delayed about 5 minutes because Ammon got a fit of the giggles! I think it had something to do with flapjacks and waving them at me. You will have to ask him.

Oh yeah, in these pictures you can see the primer for our cabinets in the kitchen. Ammon says he is going to paint while I am gone on my trip. Hopefully I can get the kitchen TOTALLY cleaned so he CAN paint while I am gone! Great project for the next 3 weeks!