Aubree wrote I cook the best pepperoni pizza.
I don't cook pepperoni pizza; Papa John does that for me.
Grace wrote a sweet poem at school, with a set of prompts, including "she dream of chicks". (actually, it was of the dog attacking chicks, but I appreciate her making the poem less violent)
Cameron appreciates that I pick up his socks (which scatter all through the house),
and Reese likes that sometimes I make half white- half whole wheat pancakes sometimes, even though I hate it.
These guys make me laugh.


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