Honestly, I hate cooking. Well, that's not entirely true. I like to cook. Just not in our super tiny, tiny, size-of-a-refrigerator box-kitchen. Our kitchen is so small that our microwave sits on top of our dryer. Yup. That's my space saving secret y'all! Anyway, last night was no different. I didn't feel like cooking so I decided to break out the pizza crusts for the girls to make their own dinner. We had pizza dough patiently waiting to be used from the milkman, too, and the Italian in Tom was just itching to toss it up in the air;)
Girl loves cheese!
Sam was just happy with his green beans and bananas.
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