I tried a new recipe last week: Curtis Stone's Chipotle Chicken Quesadillas.

Lillia helped.

There was lots of vegetable-chopping involved, which always makes me feel like I'm making a healthy meal for my family, nourishing them with things that grow from the earth, even though - Hello! - fried and topped with cheese.

Matt declared them his new Favorite Dinner. I'm not really sure whether the quesadillas are taking the place of Pad Thai or my spaghetti. Lillia liked them too, but apparently didn't eat them fast enough.

I got up to refill her milk and as I came back to the table she yelled "Hey daddy, that's mine!" Long gone are the days when Matt could steal food off his daughter's plate without me finding out.