A Woman’s Place Is In The Kitchen? Not In My House

In case you missed this quick story when I shared it on my Facebook page, here it is again.

When I was a kid, my mom used to make me and my two brothers help her prepare meals for the family on Sundays. I HATED it. Cooking just wasn’t my thing, but my mom didn’t let up. I was in that kitchen every Sunday.

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