A life of luxury

I am becoming so spoiled.

Tonight, I was really tired and didn't feel like making anything for dinner. (We had guests all weekend and I was cleaning up and recouping.) B came and told me he was hungry, so I said we would go to McDonald's as soon as Daddy got home.

He thought for a minute and said, "Mom, I can make dinner." And sure enough, he did. He made cheese pizzas with in the toaster oven. He split the English muffins, added pizza sauce, grated the mozzarella, and toasted everything. All I did was set out some fruit to go with it. He even made mine first because, he said, "Ladies first."

And then he went and tortured his sister somehow while getting ready for bed and lost a bedtime story, so life is balanced.

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