Sometimes it’s hard to wait to open presents, especially those left beside your bed while you are sleeping. This was from our house’s favorite baby, Baby C. She has excellent taste in authors. I do love a good William Steig tale, and we don’t have this one. As the paper came off, F exclaimed “A…
day seventeen: whisk
Saturday morning we headed over to Cherokee to try out the newly opened whisk: a sustainable bakeshop. There’s been a hole in our lives where Bittersweet Bakery used to reside, and we’ve been missing an honest to goodness bakery in the neighborhood – not just a glass display case with a few items to choose from. The displays…
day sixteen: a pause
Friday night M’s mom (still in town for E’s violin concert) kicked us out of the house and told us to have fun. It had been a long, and busy week. (Aren’t they all?) We had a collection of evening events all week long, lots of Christmas preparations going on, and the regular daily chores…