Sugar Love

Giggly Girl

Winter Days

Look at this little Army crawler!

Be patient..for when it happens..it happens fast!

Isn't My Little Pork Chop Cute?

YUMMMM!! Can you hear him saying it? He loves to eat!


And these cute chubber legs are sooo ticklish!

Is it really about the bread, people?

Today I was given a Ziploc bag containing the starter batter of Amish Friendship Bread. Amish Friendship Bread has always made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I love the idea that in this hectic world, it requires you to slow down, complete small steps, and wait ten days before even baking it.

Sure, it's a little odd that it sits in a Ziploc bag for that many days and "ferments" (according to the directions), but anyone who has had it knows it's worth both the wait and its strange means of preparation. Even more so, what I like about Friendship Bread is that you give to a friend, and they pass it to their friends, and so on. It's like a tiny little gift that yields this yum-o bread and mini science experiment all in one.

Today at work I tried to get a few co-workers pumped about me giving them a starter bag of batter when I mix mine in a few days, and they just weren't game. They even wrinkled their noses.

They just don't get that it's not all about that Ziploc bag of goo, do they?

Glamour Girl and Tubby Turkey

Doggy Bowls

Look what I found by Sosa's icky food bowl the other day:

Toddler Rules

Toddler Property Rules





If I like it, it's mine.

If it's in my hand, it's mine.

If I can take it from you, it's mine.

If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.

If it's mine, it must never appear to be yours in any way.

If I'm doing or building something, all the pieces are mine.

If it looks just like mine, it's mine.

If I think it's mine, it's mine.

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