Every night at bedtime, we let Sam and Hazel watch a few DVD cartoons before bed. Usually Hazel and I negotiate how many she gets to watch. As you might suspect, she wants lots and I restrict her to a few. Tonight for the first time her negotiation tactic was …
I know we’re not supposed to let children play with their food but you can’t help but laugh when you hear the following: Hazel (holding up two pieces of red pepper): You’ll meet in my belly later . . .
We enrolled Hazel in a gymnastics course and her first class was today. She can now stand like a stork.
Ever wondered what would happen if poor Rapunzel was hard of hearing? It sure ain’t her hair that she starts tossing out the window . . .
