whistle blower
I probably wouldn’t be voted the best parent in the world for giving Violet a whistle, but look at what she did with it. Go figure, she seems to have determined the actual purpose of a whistle.
I probably wouldn’t be voted the best parent in the world for giving Violet a whistle, but look at what she did with it. Go figure, she seems to have determined the actual purpose of a whistle.
This winter has been overwhelming with so many unplanned events, so I have had to put off the numerous sewing projects I’ve wished to do for so long. I do have a couple of jackets that are partly done, but I got intimidated and have put them on the back burner. As a way to [...]
Mike’s work had its annual Cubs’ game trip this past week. Of course, the girls wanted to join in the fun. It was was quite cold though, and I didn’t quite dress them warm enough. I was hoping it would somehow magically be like last year where it was warm enough to wear dresses. So [...]
Yesterday was Vi’s official natal equinox. What is a natal equinox, you ask? You’d have to ask Mike because he was the one who coined the term meaning being out in the world for the same time you were in the womb. That means Vi is a bona fide 9-month-old. I haven’t taken her in [...]
Knock, knock. Who’s there? Banana. Banana who? Banana! Banana who?! Orange. …Orange who? Orange you glad I didn’t say banana??? Remember that one. I personally like the dumber and more obvious version with the punch line, “Orange you glad it’s ME!” When I was looking for a shortcut to just copy and paste the joke [...]