Early in our marraige JD named Fridays our "no cook" night. No matter what the day held, I knew when 6 came around I was not responsible for having dinner on the table. I love cooking and meal planning for my family and I am blessed with a husband that is pretty awesome in the kitchen himself but having one night off that doesn't include leftovers is a sweet tradition. Most nights this means pizza, but we sometimes go against our norm and grab burgers or Chinese. We often pick up frozen, take-n-bake or order delivery. Lately we have been going out since the littles love it and it means NO mess under the high chairs. Last night we went to a local chain, "Punch", known for delicious Neapolitan pizza. I first tried it the day we returned from our honeymoon and have loved it ever since. Reagan was exhausted from 2 trips to the park, ate silently(so rare) and people watched. Ellie smiled at every passerby. James was ravenous per usual usual and ate an entire kids 8 piece pizza. What will I do when he's a teenager??