After years of prefacing most of my conversations with things like “So, today at work I was listening to NPR and…” or “On the way home they were doing this story on NPR…”, M finally pointed out (nicely) that I could just leave those leading lines out of my story because by now they were…
kitchen fantasies
The problem with long car trips is that it gives me a LOT of time to think. (At least when the girls are asleep and not making all manner of mischief in the backseat.) On this last trip I brought along my favorite kind of reading material – don’t laugh – cookbooks. For our anniversary…
"that a fun party, nana?"
That’s what F asked her Nana before promptly falling asleep in the car, exhausted by a fantastic afternoon in the backyard with friends. And no, that’s not a park. That’s my sister’s backyard. A fabulous place for a fall party with lots of monkeys.