At mealtime yesterday, Mariana turns to me and says:
"Mommy, you are like a waitress. You brought our food. You brought the drinks...and the ketchup and mustard. You are like our waitress."
Uh, yeah.
No, most of the time I really enjoy serving my family and the occasional guests we have, even if it means never sitting down for a full meal. However, yesterday was one of those days where I was feeling it...how could she tell?
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