My Grandmother... My mother...My sisters, three. We cook for people. It felt normal growing up and my kids still bring their friends over for dinner. I still cook like my mom and her mom before her.
Because to me, love is normal. :)
My Grandmother... My mother...My sisters, three. We cook for people. It felt normal growing up and my kids still bring their friends over for dinner. I still cook like my mom and her mom before her.
Because to me, love is normal. :)