I get home from work an hour earlier than Wyatt does. So today, I thought I'd be ambitious and decided to make meatball sub sandwiches for dinner. I made the meatballs from scratch and had them ready on the cookie sheet to be baked. I also defrosted the rolls and put the sauce on the stove to simmer. As I was heading out the door for my run I assigned Wyatt the task of coming up with a nutritional side dish to go with our meal (and to put the meatballs in the oven). I explained there was some fruit to be cut up, or frozen or canned veggies he could warm up, or whatever he wanted - as long as it was nutritional. I get home from running, take a shower and sit up to the table for dinner - to find that for a side dish, Wyatt has decided to serve.......carrots. Not cooked carrots. Raw carrots. I couldn't help but laugh. I just think it's so funny that he was able to find the least labor induced side dish that still followed my exact instructions. It just shows the difference between a man and a woman's way of doing things: simple vs. complex.
As a side note, he also set the table and put together the finishing touches and helped clean up! Thanks babe!