We wanted to run in and buy something to take to a barbecue party. The physicians hosting keep a Kosher kitchen, so we needed to get something Kosher (and we can't make something Kosher in our non-Kosher kitchen.) So we thought we would just run into Costco quickly. But with three kids, there's no such thing as quickly. Yes, that's what Gigi wore to the barbecue. This year, the annual party went better simply because I had not been misinformed that it was a pool party, and no one peed their pants, so I'm calling it a win.
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