I was moving a lot of my children's photo albums and boxes of papers from one bookshelf to another during Christmas break, and found this piece of paper on the floor. I don't know which kid drew it, but I think it looks like Zac's childhood drawings.
Whichever kid it was, they knew what they were talking about. (I am doing better right now, because I am trying to learn skills for using my food storage, but down deep I still don't like to cook.)
Last week, Zac was watching "Arrested Development". The mom on that show doesn't cook. The adult son said this to his mother:
"Mom, the one time you made us a meal, you gave us cereal in an ashtray."
Zac said, "That reminds me of you, Mom."
Thanks, Zac.
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