The Lunch

On our snow day yesterday, I was at home with #1 son and one of his sixer pals. Husbandman had to work. He's usually the person who gives us food, so I was a little nervous about how lunch would go. I ran out to the market and bought a frozen pizza and the kind of cookies that you slice and bake. They have some now that are pre-sliced. I loved that. The boys had pizza and I even cut up some apples for them. I'm always really pleased with myself when I provide sustenance for others and I continuously asked the kiddos pertinent questions like, "This pizza's quite good, don't you think?" and "Isn't this amazing that I thought to go out and get cookies for us to bake?" Whenever I venture into new territory, I need to make sure my attempts at identity work are successfully recognized. And I'm happy to report, they were.