One night this week, I was told not to plan dinner at all. We were having a "Man Dinner". Now, I am not sure what I thought Man Dinner would be, but it turned out pretty good for me. What my boys [Men] defined "Man Dinner" to mean was that they planned the menu, shopped and prepared the entire meal. Good thing, because I was NOT up for eating Slim Jims and Gummies for dinner.
Oldest DS learned a thing or two about chopping!
The little man did his fair share as well.
They even got roses for the table!
I am thinking I could get used to "Man Dinner" quite frequently...
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