As Marie and I were preparing dinner the other night, Johanna called out, “Do you want to know why Katriel is crying?” I’d barely noticed the whining type cry from the stair area of the house.
Without waiting for a reply, Johanna continued, “She’s crying because of how dinner smells.”
Katriel then chimed in, “I’m going to die. It’s so stinky and bad.”
It was sweet, spicy, sticky chicken. And it was delicious.
Today Hanny did some cooking of her own.
She made kibble for her dog, Bolt.
And Nigel brought in the beauty of nature to show us.
Three seconds after this photo it fell to the ground.
And shattered.
It’s how we roll.
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