"Her children will rise up and call her Keeper of the Cheerios." Does crust belong on the sandwich? What exactly are the physics of keeping the peas from touching the mashed potatoes? Is there a better toy-in-the-toilet fisher-outer? Let's find out together!
Thursday, August 12, 2010
I love the smell of wet paint!
I am loving the new drapes and furniture around the old bloggy-blog. Way more fun than those old greenish polka dots, don't you think? And whoever it was that told me I should be blogging what the children say so I won't forget it? Thank. You. I've been reading some older posts and, I'm here to tell ya, I've forgotten half of that stuff. Reading it brings it back, sure, but oh how long is the road back! I'm laughing out loud all over again, as so often happens when we old ladies hear a story again that we'd long forgotten. This one in particular, and this one. Aaaaaand this one.
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