Yesterday was a Day of Tantrums. It didn’t start out that way. Baguette woke up happy, because we were all there. Mr. Sandwich, who normally leaves at 6:00, was home to take care of some car repairs. I was about … Continue reading
See that owl on my forearm? Baguette says that’s a “Mommy Bird.” … Continue reading
. . . which is not to be confused with Cock-a-doo! Rooster photo by bagsgroove, via Flickr. Creative Commons. … Continue reading
One of the things I love about the CSA boxes we’ve been getting is that they’re a mix of the known and unknown. That means that I can easily eat an apple or come up with a use for fresh … Continue reading
My mother hated egg whites. Scrambled eggs had to be perfectly blended. I think of her every time I scramble eggs. On the rare occasions that we’d have breakfast out and we’d order fried eggs, she’d take my yolks and … Continue reading
This week’s Monday Listicles? “10 things you love that are free.” Read on: 1) Baguette’s kisses. 2) Mr. Sandwich’s love for me and her. 3) Snuggles with Wicket. 4) Rain on the roof. 5) Going for a walk and seeing … Continue reading
This isn’t a list of books I hate, which would be led by Gregory Maguire’s Wicked. (I loved the musical, but there was not one thing I liked about that book–and I finished it just to see if there would … Continue reading
The splashing of water all over the bathroom during bathtime. The spitting of water onto the floor during bathtime. The regimen of snowman drawing, which is so precise that I am afraid to try, because I will get it wrong … Continue reading
No More Tears and No More Tangles–that’s what my mom used on me. And it’s what we used on Baguette, once her hair got long enough to tangle. But it turns out that’s not enough any more. Baguette’s hair is … Continue reading
Pierce College in Woodland Hills has an agricultural program, and one weekend every year, they open up their farm to the public. Luckily for us, this was that weekend. Much of my time was spent complying with cries of “PIGGYBACK!”, … Continue reading
