Pizza with the Italians

My kiddos were invited for an Italian pizza making party tonight at my aunt’s place.

As expected they came home with full bellies, big smiles, and happy bellies. It’s the kind of simple goodness that can’t be bought. Real love.

My bonus was getting a quiet night at home. Always appreciated.


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