You finally arrive home from work and as you walk in you catch John with your child in his arms, both covered in flour. He was standing in the kitchen by the door, staring at you surprised as you walked in. A cheeky nervous smile appears on his face.

"Hey.. got out of work early today..?"

He asks as you walk into the kitchen and see the mess. It looks like he tried to bake with your child, but they messed it up.