Slaps.

Our family schedule now allows for exactly two dinners together each week.

Two nights a week, I pull out all the stops and turn on the oven.

Tonight, we had Dip Dinner.

Spinach Artichoke dip, Guacamole, Salsa, Queso.

Focaccia, naan, club crackers, and tortilla chips.

My young men said, “Wow, Mom. This slaps hard.”

(???)

I waited until after dinner to google this.

“Excellent, amazing, better than expected.”

I’m working this into my vocabulary.

Teenagers slap hard.