The girls have been nagging me to make lasagna. It has to be sort of cold for me to be in the mood for it. But, I did it. Here is a photo of what is left. It went to school in their lunches and Blonde Girl ate some for breakfast. I guess lasagna, like revenge, is best served cold. Blonde Girl said "all we need to have is stuffed shells tomorrow and maybe tacos for a perfect week". They are funny.
