On days when she wasn't working my mom always made us grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. They were sooo yummy in my tummy. I always remember feeling sorry for my mom becuase she would cook several of them and we would gobble them up as fast as she could cook them, never thinking about leaving one for her. She would never eat until we were all done.

Now that I have child, I understand this. She either a) had undying love for her children, which I'm sure is true or b) used that to lengthen the break she was taking from housecleaning! lol

I have tried to replicate this for my son, but somehow my sandwiches turn out slightly blacker...

OH, and I think we have the makings of a heavanly Sunday dinner! osuche's grandma brings the roast, dicksbro's grandma brings the bread and my grandma made the meanest mashed potatoes on the planet. May her mashed potates rest in peace, becuase I"m sure she isn't - she's for too nosy to be doing anything like that!