"Raising a kid is part joy and part guerrilla warfare."
~Ed Asner

Tuesday, October 06, 2009


Caramel corn is force that cannot be stopped, which is why I have banned myself from ever making it again, hmmm.  I think that may be too much to ask of myself.  Okay, I'm done now. 

Today I am making beef stew and homemade beer bread, yum!  It's cooking right now, and the house smells delicious.  I absolutely love stew when it's chilly and wet outside.  I usually start dinner or prep some things while the babies are sleeping.  Otherwise, whenever I'm making something, I always seem to have this little creature wrapped around my leg drooling and whining.  Occasionally, Noah is distracted by something only he could spy on the floor.  He immediately picks it up, looks at whatever he found, and proceeds to put it in his mouth.  The other day, I saw him pick up something; he realized that I saw him, and made a run for it across the kitchen, hands clasped together.  I caught him, opened his hand to reveal this precious treasure he had found, and wondered how a piece of dried noodle could be so enticing and exciting for a child.  

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