Sunday, September 8, 2013

On raising Calvin...again.

The wee girl gagged at tonight's dinner.  

But I don't like noodles! 

Those are rice noodles.  Made from rice.  You like rice.  Think of them as long strands of rice.

This is rice?!

Yep.

Oh.  

And she quietly cleaned her plate. Well...at least that portion of her plate.  Because, after almost five years of devouring broccoli, she has recently declared it vegetable non simpatico.


Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Don't blink...

Still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I now have two children in elementary school.  Where did the years go?!

Where are you going

My little one, little one
Where are you going
My baby, my own

Turn around and you’re two
Turn around and you’re four
Turn around and you’re a young girl
Going out of the door


Turn around, turn around

Turn around and you’re a young girl
Going out of the door

Where are you going

My little one, little one
Little pigtails, petticoats
Where have they gone
Turn around and you’re tiny
Turn around and you’re grown
Turn around and you’re a young wife
With babes of your own

~Harry Belefonte