I guess I was wrong, though. I’ve been struggling with toothache issues this past week, and I’ve been leaning heavily on my husband and oldest son to take care of the things I normally deal with. One of those things is dinner. My oldest son decided to cook tonight, while I laid down and rested. Yikes.

First he decided to make some pot stickers I had in the freezer. I’m not entirely sure what happened with them, but they apparently got burned on the outside and weren’t done on the inside. So then he decided to make mac and cheese. He got the first part right- boiling water, putting the macaroni in, letting it boil for several minutes. Then he even drained the macaroni. Right on track.

That’s when things went wrong, though. He then added six MORE cups of water, plus the milk and cheese sauce and butter. Sigh. Macaroni soup, anyone?