Thursday, June 11, 2015
"No Thank You!"
Recently I needed to stop by my office at work to pick something up and I had to take Baby Bee along. He was more than reluctant to go because of "the people" there. He came up with a number of alternate plans (he could stay home, he could go to his caregiver's house, he could wait in the car) but the reality was he had no other choice. He was paralyzed with fear. So rather than dragging him against his will, I did what all parents do--I bargained with him.
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Lazy Mama, Crazy Mama
You mention this in response to almost everything I say about Baby Bee. About how we "do life."
I know you don't mean anything when you say it.
Pre-Season (Kale Chip) Harvest
I grow kale everywhere. Outside in the garden. Outside in the front garden. In the greenhouse (read: ugly hoop house in the front of our yard.) Inside to get a jump on kale starts when the greenhouse is full. It's pretty much an insatiable love for kale chips.
Er.
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