I made one small pizza tonight for Adam and I, and I put all kinds of crazy things in the crust - because I could. It takes four large pizzas to fill up a house full of teenage boys. So that's a perk.
I took a picture of the sink today to prove to my boys that it is made of stainless steel, not dishes.
I miss my kiddos. One more day. I've yet to rest while they're gone. Or write. Tomorrow is do or die time on both.