Endless pizza

 So not every endless thing in my life is just about my sweet Brandon.

 Why did I ever give that first bite of pizza to my oldest son when he was 3? 

My mom never made pizza when I was growing up. Even though we lived just down the street from Shakey's Pizza Parlor, I only remember having pizza from there once or twice. The only other times we had it were when we went to my Uncle Pete's pizza parlor in Park City. So, it's incomprehensible to me how my kids can live on pizza. They could eat it everyday, really. And always pizza for birthdays.  I keep thinking they'll get tired of it, or hoping they'll get the flu after eating it and not want it anymore, like what happened to me with coconut. 

Jerry, Rachael and Nate

Don't misunderstand, I do enjoy a good pizza now and then. But all five of my boys want to eat pizza all the time. I can sort of control what my youngest, Nate, eats, and Brandon only eats certain kinds, like (Pizza hut's stuffed crust, Papa Johns, and little Caesars). But really, frozen pizza, take out pizza, pizza delivery, deli pizza, pizza bites, pizza rolls, pizza pockets, pizza sticks, homemade pizza. Enough! Let's have some salad, chicken soup, or chili! (my husband says all I ever want is endless tacos)