December 1

About a week ago, I off-handedly mentioned to Brady that I planned to make a "pasta bake" for dinner. I didn't specify when I planned to do so, but he's persistent when he's interested in tasting something, so he asked for it. Every single day.

Since it was chilly outside today --according to our little hallway monitor that displays the temperature, it never got above 50 and there was a biting quality to the air-- I decided that tonight was the night.

It's just penne pasta, mild Italian sausage, tomato sauce, mozzarella, and parmesan, and it's not my prettiest dish of all time, but it sure was tasty. And the boys thanked me for making it.

So for the dual blessings of trying something different and feeding my kiddos something they gobbled up, I'm thankful, because it wasn't long ago that picky eaters made cooking a challenge.