Cheese.

Robs left for school today shortly before eleven, 

and was back right after lunchtime. 

We pushed our midday meal so we could enjoy our cheese quesadillas with her.

 ...As opposed to without her...

Seeing as cheese quesadillas are always enjoyable.

Especially when they're grilled.

Afterwards I put homemade vanilla frosting

on mini graham crackers and called them cookies.

They were delicious and the pirates and I dipped them in milk, 

one by one.

I made the mistake of leaving mine in the milk too long.

It was soggy and disgusting, but I ate it anyway. 

Don't ask me why. I'm still trying to figure it out.

Robs was watching me, 

and as I chewed and swallowed, 

she asked in the most cheerful voice-

"Was it slobbery?"

Robs left hers in the milk too long as well, 

but before I could say anything, she'd paddled through the milk

and happily eaten the "slobbery" goodness.

It's why I love my pirates, reason number ten jillion seventy five.

They're fun.

Reason number ten jillion seventy six is Squísh's current set of pirate teeth.

And reason number ten jillion seventy seven is that pirate grimace.