How do I keep my kids’ greedy-ass palms off of my food?
For the first year or so of My Daughter’s life, we had her convinced that rice cakes were cookies. Thanks to Our Daycare Provider and her grandmother (both of whom can bake way too well), we had no such luck with #2. But Oedipus –now he is convinced.
Look at him, he thinks he is getting away with murder.
Using tabasco as a force field to keep your children from asking for a bite.
“Daddy, can I have a bite?”
“Sure, take as much as you would like!”
Like you haven’t/won’t try it…
After 4 kids, it is amazing that I even eat mustard anymore.
Yup, I went there.
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