Everybody Was Happy

Tonight for dinner we had quesadillas. I know this may not seem like ground breaking, blog worthy news but neither is my childrens poop patterns. Since Rhett is in a rather defiant mood these days I tricked him into thinking quesadillas was his idea because he picked out the olives in the grocery store yesterday and I would let him assemble his own as long as I cooked it. This worked for a short period of time until he learned that his mama was not going to let him just eat two tortillas with nothing but olives in it. He finally relented and added some cheese to his olive quesadilla. Rod's quesadilla had meat, olives and cheese. Mine had meat, cheese, olives, refried beans and garnished with lettuce, tomatoes and peach and mango salsa. Not only was mine the best tasting but it had the best presentation as well. Emmie could care less what hers contained and was just hoping she would get fed for crying out loud. It was not the healthiest dinner, actually mine kind of reminded me of Taco Bell's Mexican Pizza but at least everyone was happy!