Wednesday, November 07, 2007
so i don't forget.
I wish I could capture the rollercoaster of today. The fun of rolling out dough with you. The chaos of trying to explain that pizza toppings go on the pizza, not in your mouth. That fistfuls of olives aren't ladylike. I wish I could capture the terror of watching you dump an entire cup of hot coffee on your tiny feet. Of listening to you cry. Of holding you while you made the "pain" sign over and over and over. In the end, there are pictures. A tummy full of pizza dough and no visible scars. Not bad, ladies. Not bad at all.