I tried a new recipe for homemade whole wheat pizza crust and it didn't turn out as well as I'd hoped. Still, it was edible, so I sat the girls down for dinner and this conversation ensued between Ella and me:
"MOM! I TOLD YOU! You should have just ORDERED a pizza!"
"Ella, that's not polite. Don't speak to anyone that way, and especially not your mother."
"Sorry. Next time, I would pre-fer not homemade."
"That's a much nicer way to say it."
"But really, Mom. It tastes horrible." I shot her a look.
"Just kidding! It's . . . just . . . a little bit good."
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L,
I love your short posts - full of life, humor, and insightful looks into your girls. This blog is a winner; I hope you are sharing it with plenty of people.
When are the pictures coming?
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