the simple things

Yesterday was a crazy house remodeling day.  That basically means that Dan was working his butt off on the house and I was attempting to keep the house tidy and the kids sane and away from him.  It was hit or miss.
To end the day, though, we decided to have a family movie pizza night.  This is a rarity.  Movies come and go, but I don't remember the last time we made pizza as a family.  The dough took over  2 hours and the preparation of toppings took much longer than the placing of toppings, etc.  We each have our own pizza tastes. The kids loved it.  Char chose pineapple (as in the whole little can!); Ben had about 3 slices of black olives and lots of cheese; Gabe was a pepperoni and cheese guy (and a few black olives that Ben helped him with); Dan was a double pepperoni and cheese pan pizza and I was a black olive, red onion, artichoke heart and feta cheese pizza.  Yum.
There is something special about having your own little round of dough and choosing what you want on it.  Even my picky, pizza hating (as of late) daughter loved her pizza and said the recipe was a keeper, as long as she got to top her own.  The boys ate well and there was only mild arguing over Ben "helping" to top Gabe's pizza.  All in all a success.  Even the movie was well attended.  We lost the males at the end, but Char and I stuck it out.
After all of our preparations to have fun family dates, it took a crazed day and a bit of dough to remind us how much fun the simple things can be.  And this time, we even have yummy leftovers!