Monthly Archives: December 2014

No, Probably Not

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Perhaps I’ve been a little tense about hosting our family’s annual Christmas Eve dinner. As I was saying goodnight to The Boy, he hugged me & said with a little bit of alarm in his voice: “We’re gonna get through this, right?”

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That’s an Ocelot of Toast

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The Boy, at breakfast: “Look, mom… I ate my toast into the shape of the USA…. munch munch munch… Now it looks like Texas… munch munch munch…. Now it looks like an ocelot with a big butt.”