since moving into a new house, i had to make my meals and not get spoiled by LM or RB. i have to admit i don't make any gourmet meals... sometimes it's the instant things, sometimes it's a frozen pizza, sometimes i cook, and sometimes we go out. tonight i cooked. i made fajitas... and as i took my first bite, i remembered that was the last meal we had with P the night before he went into the hospital. and what i wanted to be a nice meal with A ended up being tears. the sad thing is he only ate one fajita when he usually eats six or seven... glad that he ate one... my last meal for him.
i put some pictures on of foods we made... P making shish-ka-babs on the grill... our breakfast... and our thanksgiving meal far away from home.
i miss cooking for P... i could put anything on his plate and he would eat it and say it's delicious... now i cook for a three year old who doesn't like to eat... ha ha...
