Last in the Rat Race

Fantastic Discovery Alert:

You can buy pizza dough at the store and make your own pizza at home. That’s right boys and girls, PIZZA at YOUR OWN HOME!! (Duh! How long have I missed out on this little piece of deliciousness?) MRA was out in sunny CA last night, so for girls night, Kate and I were making pizza. Just having watched Ratatouille over the weekend (AGAIN), I tell Kate she’s going to be Little Chef, except she can’t sit on my head. Getting into the act, she declares that we need chef hats. Right. I can do this. Cut the paper, she decorates my hat and I decorate hers. She graced my hat with three heads – mommy, daddy and Kate (”Except I have three eyes on mine. You don’t mind that I have three eyes, do you?” It’s a wee bit creepy, but no. Love it.) She requested T.Rexes on hers. Shocking.

Here’s the finished masterpiece. You can’t see much on the pizza as the cheese went nuclear in the light of the stove.

Enjoying the exploits. Gotta admit, it was damn fine pizza!