A couple weeks ago, I arrived at my home after a very tough
and draining basketball practice. I
walked inside and said hello to my little siblings and my mother. I asked my mother what we were having for
dinner. She said she was undecided
because she was not sure if she felt like cooking or not. I was hungry so I needed to do something. I told my mother that I would make dinner, so
she would not have to. I asked my little
brother and sister what they wanted for dinner.
They said they wanted Chinese food because that is their favorite, but I
do not have the ability to make that.
Instead, I went in the pantry and grabbed a few boxes of mac and cheese
and cooked some hotdogs on the grill. It
was the perfect dinner. It was quick,
easy, and very filling. My mother
appreciated it.
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