Alice is eating her lunch, consisting of a kosher hot dog, green beans, cheese, and a chocolate chip cookie, and it looks SO much better than what I’m having: beef broth from a coffee mug. I didn’t feel like dirtying a spoon.
We have reached the point in our lunch where Alice starts throwing food off the highchair. She just tossed off the rest of the cookie, looked over at me, and matter-of-factly said, “Boom.”
The puppydogs will handle cleanup. 🙂
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hey, please remind me when you go into your surgery. i want to be able to send good thoughts your way. . .
I’ll be calling/texting Ronda with updates… she can disseminate them.