Are we watching too much Ratatouille?

May 28

The kids wanted to experiment in the kitchen tonight. My daughter came up with yogurt/fruit juice ice cubes and my son invented cinnamon-spiced Rice Crispy cereal. Have to do this more. One memory. One love. Have to do what you should.

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