Gabby: You are so good at toast, Mama.
Me: Thank you.
Gabby: No, I mean really good. You make good butter toast and good honey toast and good jelly toast and good cinnamon toast. You are good at all the toasts. You are just the toastest mama ever.
And so I am convinced. If ever I feel unappreciated around here, it is only because I am not looking in the right places and not listening to the right people.