Day One Hundred Eighty Three: July 1
It’s a classy lady indeed that will cook Sunday dinner in her Sunday finest. On the other hand, doing so with child can often produce some unintended results. In the middle of making homemade pizza dough for tonight’s dinner, J gave Mommy some extra for herself. M and I decamped to the neighborhood pool while J napped, allowing Mommy the most precious gift a Mommy can get: alone time.
It’s time for pizza for dinner. This will be delicious.