Best Husband Award

I'm leaving work at 7:00 tonight and when I call Mike I ask him to please start dinner. I told him that the chicken was in the fridge. Usually, when Mike makes dinner that means "Mike grill something", which I'm always fine with. I was happy with Grilled Chicken. However, when I came home I could hear some sizzling coming from the kitchen and what has my husband made for dinner? Chicken Parmesan. Yum! I love having an Italian husband! :)