Oh my goodness. The children are killing me. Slowly. Midget 2.0 is a biter without discrimination, Lil' Puddin' Tater is becoming a teenager before my very eyes, and both of them are starting to argue with one another. Granted, Midget 2.0 usually just growls, but it's arguing in my book. AND M2.0 has morphed from pudgy/drooly/sweet thing I can carry with me wherever I go (i.e., out to lunch with the girls, running errands, emptying the dishwasher, etc.) to a little terror who tries to eat everything in sight, becomes attached to things like rocks and will not give them up for any reason, and yells. At me. Frequently. Just last night, I was trying to make sense of the kitchen, putting dishes and groceries away. M2.0 wanted to be in the refrigerator. Then he wanted the knife out of the dishwasher. Then he wanted the banana peel out of the trash can. Now, as you can probably deduce, not a single one of these activities was acceptable. So he proceeds to get stuck under one of the kitchen chairs. When freed, he plops down and begins telling me off. I stood, dumbfounded, and just took it. I'm a total wuss.

Anyway, after I put the wee angerball in bed, LPT, D and I made homemade pizza. And it went perfectly, except LPT ate almost an entire bag of shredded cheese. But she made her own little pizza and D and I made THE BEST PIZZA EVER. Here's how to do it:

Layer the ingredients in the following order:

Pizza crust (store-bought, pre-cooked)
Thin layer of olive oil, brushed on
Pizza sauce
Diced tomatoes (the ones seasoned with oregano and garlic)
Pepperoni (just a few)
Italian Cheese
More pepperoni
Ham cubes
Goat cheese crumbles
More Italian cheese
Red onion slices
Fresh Basil Leaves

Bake at 425 degrees until it looks appetizing.