April 8

The bros didn't have Youth Group tonight, and when I asked them what they wanted to do for dinner, Brady said he figured Adam and I would go somewhere for our usual Tuesday night date and they'd figure it out on their own. 

We were skeptical as we drove away, but since I made sure we had plenty of food in the house (because of the whole Spring-Break-with-teenage-boys thing), I figured they'd be okay.

Although they were indeed as okay, hilarity apparently ensued in our absence. It began with a confused text from Isaac asking if he *needed* to use flour in mac and cheese, continued with Brady accidentally flinging a water bottle at the kitchen wall while doing the gritty, and concluded with both of them eating scrambled eggs.

It sounded just as convoluted as it probably does here, but they were so amused and Brady was laughing so hard while re-telling the story that it made me smile. So for their fledgling attempt at culinary independence and for their good-natured attitudes about the whole shebang, I am grateful.