careful, dad's in charge

so mme jeanson's gone for the next 5 days at some sort of conference. last night, when she told me, she was like "soooo my husband's not that good at cooking, so you can just take whatever you want out of the fridge." he retorted with a quick, "no! i'll make you a salad and put out some cheese tomorrow night." i laughed and said that would be great.

tonight, mr jeanson pops his head into my room and says something about dinner in french, which i figure out 2 minutes later is, "dinner is ready whenever you want it." i go out to the kitchen table and find a salad (aka lettuce with some oil and vinegar poured on it) with the cheeses laid out on a plate next to it. usually, for mme jeanson, those things are just sides to the main course, but tonight, that's the whole sha-bang (but i'm not complaining! cheese+salad=delicious)

i started eating and mr jeanson popped his head into the kitchen and asked me if it was all good. then he brightens up and goes, "you want a beer?" (just the last night, i had said how i usually drink beer in the states) he beered me the...beer...and then goes, "for dessert, you can have anything in the fridge."

lol. i love dads. nothing is the same as when mom is around...it's just not as orderly. usually, when i go to the kitchen to eat bfast in the morning, the cereals are nicely laid out, my bowl is centered on my plate, and my spoon is resting just next to my plate. and that's it. when i went out this morning, there was other random food left out, coffee sitting open, milk hanging out near the cereal, and general messiness. haha.

oohhh it's ALWAYS fun when mom leaves dad in charge :-)