alex came home from school and proudly uttered the eight words i have been waiting seven long years to hear: mom, i eat artichokes and green olives now.
this, from a child who has only ever accepted cheese pizza.
cue the angels singing, harp strings snapping in half and vegetable gardens exploding all over the universe. we made dinner together last night to celebrate. sure, the pizza still had three separate sections, but we're making progress. this is pretty major.
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