I'm a meal planner. I know what we're going to have to eat all week on Monday. So on Saturday when I had no idea what were going to eat and was to late to go out with the kids, and we were toying between pancakes (even though we were out of syrup, dairyfree chocolate chips, and blueberries) or grilled cheese (which I can't eat) Derrick told me, "Just start cooking the bacon. It'll help us think of what else to do." Well, somehow that ridiculous idea worked. We had some great chicken, avocado, bacon quesadillas. Even better, was the living room picnic Derrick and Addilyn prepared. Put together and it was the best night we've had all together(with nothing else in the world going on) in the longest time. I'll remember it always.
She made at least 20 trips to the kitchen to get different things we needed.
"Josigh need food too mom."
"We need forks."
"No dose plates mommy. Oder, throw away ones."
She even ate her whole quesadilla. It was just cheese, but I'll take it.
Love this man, even more than words can say.
