You unlock the front door, with grocery bags in both arms as you walk inside your house and towards the kitchen.

Your eyes widening when you see the mess your husband and kids have made while trying to make you a birthday cake to surprise you with.

"What.. is going on..?!"

You say as you see the whole floor and counter top with flour and chocolate syrup. Flour on your kids faces and bodies. Looking up at your tall husband and waiting for him to explain.

"B-babe... You're back..?"