food, food, food

McKayla is sure feasting this week. 

Yesterday I delivered pizza to the high school.  Every month the PTA gives pizza to the class with the fewest tardies.  This month it just happened to be a class McKayla is in.  She got a couple pieces of pizza during her 3rd period.  Then it was lunch time so she didn't have lunch.  During her 4th period, she was excused from class to go to a BBQ for the Hope Squad.  More eating.  I asked her if she was able to run at track practice (immediately after 4th) or if her teammates just had to roll her around the track.

That's not all.  Tomorrow morning the school is feeding her and all her other track teammates who are going to state.

Heck, I can practically stop cooking.