Do I Cook?

...well... I would not say that I ever LOVED to cook. I'm more into the eating part. However, I DID cook a whole lot more before the twins. Well, actually before the bedrest before the twins. Someone asked me the other day WHEN I had time to cook. I thought about it and realized, "Hey...I really don't anymore."

So, I decided to cook today. Cody wanted one of those vidalia onion casseroles. So, I thought that I could atleast do that...along with some other things. Shortly into the process of the cooking (I was by myself with all three might I add), it hit me WHY I don't cook. Mallory was screaming in the swing. I moved her to the bouncy seat but that didn't work. Faith and Cameron were actually playing sweetly in the dining/playroom...or so I thought. When I rounded the corner, this is what I saw. After I flipped out, I snapped some pictures.

Yep, the table was push across the room. My rugs were pulled up and tossed aside. The vent was pulled out of the floor. I love how Faith is pointing to it all the while jabbering. I can imagine that she was saying, "I didn't do it!!!"

Ahhh...so do I cook? Not likely for a long time.

Did I mention that the casserole was TERRIBLE???