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Or have I told you that I cannot make take-home-and-bake-it-pizza? I really can't...I burn it almost everytime. Yes, I am skilled! My girls laugh everytime I try to put a pizza in the oven. Without fail, a piece always breaks off and hits the bottom of my oven with a delightful burned smell. Blackened-pizza! I can make the homemade kind just fine, but there is something about a take and bake. Funny? Yes, but that's not what I'm talking about today.
Last week, while Mr. Incredible was in Chicago, the girls and I cooked dinner together. We were trying to make Hannah smile in spite of her hurt hip. Rachel was being crazy which made Hannah and I both laugh out loud...and then the giggles began. It was a blast!
My giggling girls! I am blessed!
2 comments:
OH I can see that our families would get along WAY to good. LOL! My daughter would love your girls.
What fun! They are at such fun ages.
Have a fabulous day girlie!
Kim
How sweet! Girls must be such a joy to have around....I had fun cooking with my son, but I'm certain it wasn't quite the same thing, LOL
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