March 15, 2013
It's a Friday night and the end of a very long week at work. So you know what? I didn't want to cook. Shocking.
Seeing as how the last time I made grilled cheese sandwiches the kids thought I was the world's best chef, I figured I couldn't go wrong.
Yeah right.
Apparently they need something less desirable to eat to balance out the excitement. At least for Pearl. She took one bite of her sandwich, looked straight into my eyes, and in her most "this-is-disgusting-I-am-appauled-you'd-even-THINK-about-feeding-it-to-me" voice said, "Mom, why did you put so much cheese in this cheese sandwich? Gross!"
Um, I don't know. Maybe because it's a grilled CHEESE sandwich.
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