I was all proud that I made my own pizza dough last night. Yay, right!?!
First bite and Bella says, "Mom, did you make this dough right?", Andy says, "Is this pizza?" and Lucy says, "Well, it's kind of exotic." Then dad walks in a little late and the kids all yell, "Dad, try mom's pizza!"
Craig still made them thank me for dinner. Ha!
In conclusion, homemade is not always better. And curiously, I see that store bought dough has miraculously appeared in my fridge today!
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