I hate when people....wait, let me rephrase my words...i kinda feel sad when people complains about food..and I was referring to the kiddos who sometimes reject the daily food choice we offered. To me, there is a non-simple process behind food and we always have to appreciate that.
In contrary, kiddos are always kiddos and hey...mommy got that, young boys!
One rainy Sunday morning, we were clueless where to go and I ddin't have enough ingredients in the fridge to prepare except bread and smoked beef.......and they started to raise their eyebrow with the high tone.......errr.......BREAD?
I quickly anticipated to have them prepared it by themselves. By any chance, this was my last resort despite dictating and forcing them to eat.
I let them to butter, cheesy-sliced and cooked the beef in the stove...boys, if it were not as per you liking, mommy would put her hands up and surrender!
And the result? Thank God, they're giving me a sweet smooch smooch...Touch down, mommy won this time!
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