|no one but me is looking at the book. . .|
I have good kids, I really do, but sometimes I despair of ever being able to take them out in public, or even just leave them unattended in their own bedroom. I get that raising children is a journey, not a destination, or whatever, but I'm the kind of person who really enjoys seeing a little bit of fruit along the way. I can take the long view, but please throw me a bone now and then. The only bones kids seem to throw though, are usually at your head. (Or heart: Ava told me today that I was boring! You know what's boring? CANDYLAND!) Children are famous for their two steps forward, twenty-seven steps back.
|surely you don't mean me!|
|making applesauce (aka: making fruit scraps)|
|fruit scrap vinegar|
|Ava slicing mushrooms, 21 months|