It's 1:17 a.m. and I am waiting for french bread to rise while I whip up the Japanese Cheesecakes.
Yep.
I am so in the running for mother-of-the-year. (And for those of you who are wondering, the wife-of-the-year trophy is already sitting in my china cabinet.)
And I haven't even made the bread pudding yet.
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