Today, I made myself a big, delicious mug of hot chocolate. Just as I was about to take a delicious sip, Mister Three wandered over, peered down into the mug and declared with satisfaction, "look at all that gravy!" I guess it's pretty clear he's from the South. It reminds me of another time when Miss Seven was about Five and I had her stirring the gravy on the stove. She was really getting into it, stirring and singing, stirring and singing. When I listened closely, she was singing, "You mix the gravy with the loooove....with the looove.". Yep. Do everything with great love. Cook your food for your people with love and you feed their tummies and their hearts. They know it.
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