Spent all of yesterday on and off my little red stool in the kitchen. I cooked bread, biscuits and snacks for 2 hungry little boys and 1 hungry big boy. All this with lots of cups of teas and chats with my beautiful friend. I have not felt that relaxed in a long time.
Whenever a crisis hits you will always find me running here and there with food I've cooked, forcing people to eat.
I must have been an Italian Mumma in my previous life......
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