Someday Isaac’s going to realize what pizza really is. And what it’s not. It’s not whole wheat pita bread, toasted with olive oil, covered in marinara sauce, sprinkled with cut-up chicken nuggets — no cheese. My little dairy-allergic guy was thrilled, though, and wolfed it down in slurpy silence. This Mommy felt a little badly that all he got was this lame-o quilted-together pizza all healthy and sans casein.
But today is G-day. We found Green things. We played a new Game. We made a Gift for Grandpa. We tried to Give Gavin the Giggles, and he Grinned Great biG. Then he Got Gas.
Later when we walk, we’ll wear Glasses. Great! 😀