For the last few days we have been blessed with meals cooked and delivered to our home by church members wishing to help out in the wake of my father-in-law's death. The food has been delicious, and the freedom from having to plan and cook meals for a few days upon our return a great relief.
Today upon waking up my five-year old, Evan (a. k. a. "Little Prince"), looked at me and expectantly asked, "Who's bringing us supper today, Mommy?"
I must admit that I, too, could get used to this!
*New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy