The apron's on the hook.

What a day. Two days, actually. 

Yesterday morning, I started my yearly endeavor of turning this...

into this...

That's 20 quarts and 6 pints of spaghetti sauce!

It took 2 days to complete this mission. Yesterday, I only got the tomatoes juiced because Goober had an appointment at 1:00 pm to meet his new nemesis "appliance". He now has a retainer for both his top and bottom teeth. Aside from falling out of his mouth at night (he sleeps with them in) and making it hard to speak clearly, it hasn't been too bad. At least, I think that's what he said. :)

I thought I would never see the end of those tomatoes. Hubby was sweet enough to bring home some turkey for sandwiches so I didn't have to cook. Much appreciated. I probably would have ladled some sauce in a bowl and said, "Dip some stuff in that."

We started making our sandwiches, but Tootsie was feeling a bit indecisive. Our conversation went something like this:

Me: But what do you want with your bread?
Tootsie: (shoulder shrug)
Me: How about peanut butter?
Tootsie: Yes!
Me: And jelly?
Tootsie: Turkey.
Me: You mean, peanut butter and jelly?
Tootsie: No. Peanut butter and TURKEY.
Me: Turkey and peanut butter??
Tootsie: Yes!

All of a sudden, she was quite decisive. Who am I to tell her what's what with her own palate? Peanut butter and turkey comin' right up. (At this point, the boys were looking at me in disbelief and bursting with laughter. The Hubby was getting changed upstairs, so he missed my stellar parenting.) You know what?...She ate the whole thing.

So, I washed the {many} dishes and hung my apron back up on the hook.