“Do I have a follower?,” I said as our one and a half year old chased after me down the hall. Sometimes I think he believes when Mommy closes the bathroom door, I’m transported somewhere else, never to return to him. I think he has now realized that not to be true, but he still wants to be wherever Mommy’s
“Do I Have a Follower?”
Pizza Casserole
When I was a kid, I remember my mother once making a pizza casserole for a family reunion, it was a big hit. After many years, now married with my own family to feed, I still remember that dish, at least vaguely. Years ago, I came up with my own version and everyone loved it. This is a true comfort