Cooking dinner.

A while back I made a rule he as took cook every other week day night. So like 2 times a week. He struggled with it for 3 weeks so I just stopped cooking. Now this week he's actually kinda cooked but its been awful! I don't want to sound bitchy but I know he can cook he stood there tonight and watched as he burnt the burgers black. But when I cook he expects a meal that has at least 2 sides and something his son (that I love very much but is the pickiest eaters I've ever met) to like. So by the end of dinner I'm loosing my mind trying to make everyone happy and exhausted for work that night.

I love them both so much I'm just tired of him expecting me to make things he only likes then me having to eat crunchy burgers or take out when he "cooks"