Little boys make pizza

I found myself in the rare position of only having the twins to look after.  John was sleeping and the girls were playing next door. 

 

We made pizza together.  The made their own, and I made everyone elses.  Seems fair!

 

 

The challenge was providing Phinn with more toppings than he could eat before I got it in the oven. 

Don't they look grown up?