Tonight I wasn’t feeling too great, but the boys wanted nachos for dinner, so I told them I would sit on the couch and tell them all how to make them step by step.  They did a great job, each of them helping out, but the main conversation at dinner was that they were not as good as mine were.  I thought they were awesome and I kept telling them that.  After dinner while I was cleaning up it came up again and here is a bit of the conversation…

me: “I thought they were great!  What was so different about the way you made them?”

Mike: “They just weren’t the same.”

Link: “I know why, we didn’t make ours with love, we just did what you told us.”

hahahhahhahaha

I guess I’m happy they can all feel the love I put into making nachos!

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