Instead, we have Grilled Cheese Fridays, and I obviously, make grilled cheese. The kids can have any other crap they want with it: cheese puffs, animal cookies, oreos. The only rule: they must eat a vegetable or fruit and have a cup of milk. Pretty fair I think!
The kicker: Without fail, every Friday that we make grilled cheese, Georgia tells me that Houston is having "boy cheese." Hahahaha, get it? She thinks grilled cheese is called GIRL cheese. Either that or she has her mommy's poor sense of humor.
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