The kitchen was a mess with the sound of your husband and baby giggles. You came and saw your three-year-old toddler covered with flour.

Max, your ENFP husband, was always silly, humorous, creative, goofy, and weird at times. He is a stay-at-home-dad and now he wore his duck apron backwards to make his son Lucas laugh.

“Mein Schatz!? how long have you been there?! I tried to make your favorite cheesecake!” His voice whimpered as his hazel eyes met you like a deer caught in headlights.