This is him mixing what I thought was the batter. Turned out to be the cream cheese icing.
With his hands.
I asked him if he'd ever heard of a mixer. His response: Well, your recipe didn't say to use a mixer! Ha ha! I had to use a fork to help him get all the ooey-gooeyiness off his fingers.
But it turned out to be a pretty tasty cake in the end.
Thanks, babe!
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Okay, first I giggled because it's so cute he's making a cake while you are on bedrest. Then I giggled because it's so cute he makes a cake with no shirt on. Then I really laughed at, "Your recipe didn't say to use a mixer!" Hahaha, so cute and funny, that husband of yours!
Hahahhahaha. Ah, husbands. :)
Uhhh... I got stuck on "wild hare" - which sent me in to googleland to see if you should have said "wild hair" or "wild hare". Finding that "wild hare" means erratic behaviour, and "wild hair" means mania, I decided for a third option. I'm just calling Greg the wild herr.
Hope to get to Austin soon to see those beautiful grand-nephews!!
Love, G-Uncle D
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