Fruits of my labor

I really don't like having to cook every night, and I don't. Lastnight I was feeling blah and really didn't want to make dinner, but I did. Then, as I walked over to the buffet I turned around and saw this

and boy did I enjoy the fruits of my labor of being in the kitchen preparing this meal. All three boys chowing down, Leelyn included:


That little booger wants nothing to do with jar food anymore but he has no teeth, not one! Seems like we have been teething for months!

I also love it when dad comes home from work:


as does the boys!