At breakfast the other day, I told her to finish her juice, and she did. Then she said, seriously and without any rudeness or attitude, "I did it, for cryin' out loud." Guess she's heard that a few times. :-)
Yesterday I left the oats out while I heated their milk on the stove. I came back to find oats sprinkled all over the counter, stove and floor (and chair dragged from the table to reach). Not until today did I move the rarely-used teapot from the stove so I could make some mac n cheese, and I found it half full of oats. Little mischievous goof!
Sunday, December 9, 2012
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