September 20

Gene was in the kitchen, and I was sitting on the couch with my big ol’ swollen feet propped up. Zander came into the living room and asked me, “Mom? Why does Daddy make dinner all the time now?” I explained that my feet and legs have been hurting me a lot lately, and that I need to rest, so Daddy is helping me by doing the cooking. Zander paused for a second and then said, “Oh. Well, I wish your feet would stop hurting. Daddy doesn’t make good stuff.” I told him that Daddy was making exactly what I told him to make, to which he replied, “I know, but it just tastes better when you make it.”

Angie Vinez (2872 Posts)

Angie is a wife and mother to 8. Her life revolves around cooking, cleaning, laundry, and other household duties. She is passionate about her life in Christ and wants to encourage other mothers in their own walk of faith. Angie is active on many social media networks, loves technology, photography, and graphic design, and loves creating blog designs for other mom bloggers.



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