I get all kinds of comments about the food I serve - some good, some bad.
Lately, when Rachel is enjoying her food, she says, "Da - lishis" with every bite. Makes me feel good, even if it's just scrambled eggs or grilled cheese - can't go wrong with those.
Sometimes the comments aren't as nice: We had scalloped potatoes this week, and the sauce was a little curdly. Petra looked at it and said, "Mom, it looks just like Elijah's spit up." (It didn't stop her from eating two helpings, though.)
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