Today, we were on the way home from a book festival followed up by a birthday party. K. And R. We're sleeping in the back seat and A. heard me trying to figure out how on earth that I would get food for an appetizer and a gift that I'm supposed to be taking to a party tonight let alone food to feed our family. That amazing 7 year old got home, put on an apron, got out her kids cookbook and started making quesadillas. 7 minutes in and the cheese and grater are sitting on the counter b/c her little princess hands started to hurt from grating the cheese. It's the thought that counts right:)
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