I know I need to blog about the boys, yet H continuously keeps herself in the spotlight.
Tonight at supper, I asked H to eat her asparagus. Her reply: “It tastes like swamp.” My ever-so-lame-mother response: “Well, eat your swamp. It’s good for you.”
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I'm afraid my family would have to agree with her. Sadly, I'm the only one who will touch the stuff.
They just don't have the fine palettes we do! Really, it takes a fine palette to appreciate "this" and "these". Right?
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