Pizza, Banana Bread, and Friday the 13th

So today is Friday, and our family doesn't eat meat on Fridays. I opened my big mouth in front of the kids and suggested that maybe we could make our own pizzas for dinner like we did when Auntie Fifi was here. (Auntie Fifi is what my kids called Maria because Rory couldn't say Riri) I had to get everything from the store and was in a panic that the dough wouldn't have enough time to rise. Add in that Marley wasn't sleeping and finally decided to go to sleep in primetime storetime, and that makes for unhappy, wanting to make pizza, kids. I called Kevin on his way home and asked him to go to the store if I didn't get there first. I was going to load the kids in the car and take the banana bread over to the doctor's office to give to the ladies that helped with Marley's test results. And maybe try to finagle them to weigh Marley and see how she's doing. Kevin ends up calling from Safeway while I'm waiting at the light to turn into Safeway. I end up going directly to the doctor's office instead. Apparently, the staff that's usually there every Friday is not there today, so no banana bread giving. This figures considering the day I've had. I go over to Safeway to stalk Kevin. He comes out and we both head home. Kaelyn mentions that today is Friday the 13th. I didn't even remember and thus have a reason why my day went how it did. That works better than saying it was all my fault. Here's a pic of us making pizza.

Ok, so this is us making pizza at my parent's house when Maria and her boys were here in January. It's the same concept just a different house and some different kids. I ended up just getting the ready made pizza dough. Everyone said they really liked it, but Rory and Logan didn't eat more than a bite and asked for pb&j's instead. Kaelyn said she really like hers. I guess 1 out of 4 isn't bad. Marley looked at it like she would've really liked it.