I'm cheating this morning @ 12:32 am with the delicious thanksgiving meal my 13 year old Amber Michelle, is cooking. She has this house smelling soooooooooooooooo good with the aroma of her delicious sweet potato pies. My stomach has been growling at me for the last ten minutes to cut into the pie and sink my teeth into the scrumptious dessert.
Amber has seasoned the food to perfection, the kale, well let's just say, that was my dinner tonight. The aroma of the chicken has my head spinning in anticipation. I even want to try it now, and it isn't even ready; and won't be for hours.
Amber busted my little bubble when she refused to make the mac-n-cheese tonight. Something about I wouldn't leave any for tomorrow. In my defense last year, I hadn't eaten all day. (just kidding, I didn't eat the whole thing).
Well I am going to eat my sliver of pie now. (that's all she will give me)
I thank God, for giving me children who decided they wanted to learn how to cook, (with the help of me forcing them to learn of course)
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