Let me explain why this is a reason to blog. I am horrible in the kitchen. My wife has become very adept at giving me other things to do, so I can't help her cook. "can you set the table?" Can you sweep the living room?" Can you teach the baby to read?" (She's never used the last one, but it's only a matter of time).
So today I made Pancakes. You can ask my 4 year old boy if they were good or not and he'll probably say "Lightning McQueen goes Really Fast!" Really. Fast.
That means good, I think.