Have you ever felt like you are being pulled in ten different directions? I feel this a lot lately. Especially with my eldest being seven and a half years older than my youngest it seems that it is getting harder and harder to make everyone in the family happy.* Dinner is the exception, the kids are almost always happy with their food.
Thursday night was another cheater night and Rob and I decided to make kale and pepper quesadillas with Daiya's pepper jack flavor. We had some on hand since Parker asked me to try to make calzones at home. The kids haven't had quesadillas often so they were fussy when we first mentioned what Rob was making for dinner. They quickly ate their words and their weight in quesadillas.
*Life seemed so much simpler back when this picture was taken. Rob and I were sixteen years younger and living in DC. I am carrying Rob on my back (I'm not sure why, but it was foreshadowing to the many years of babywearing ahead of me) as we showed his father and brother the DC tourist spots. I wouldn't trade now for then, not even for a second, but it was very easy.