Airbear Dinner Night, #2

When I got home late last Wednesday, Airbear jumped up from the couch and yelled, "My hoooooonnnnnneeeeyyyyy!" and threw his arms wide open for a big hug. (Believe it or not, this was not just because he wanted dinner and I was finally he home, he does this every day.)

But then he said, "I've been slaving all afternoon to make your Wednesday Night Dinner. It's in the oven right now. DO YOU WANT TO SEE IT?!?!"

Yes, he sometimes talks in capitals.

Of course I was starving at this point, so we ran into the kitchen and he threw open the oven door and held out his hands proudly. "Ta Da!!!!!!":

Ha ha ha ha. Oh, Airbear.

Yes, that is a delivery pizza. And it was amazing.