The friendly features
We’ve been working through colds, and Tobin’s nose has been stuffy.
A:Â Is your nose still stuffy, sweetheart?
T: No, it’s just nice. (Tapping his face) Hi, little nose!
We’ve been working through colds, and Tobin’s nose has been stuffy.
A:Â Is your nose still stuffy, sweetheart?
T: No, it’s just nice. (Tapping his face) Hi, little nose!
M:Â Why did you have Tobin when you already had me?
A: I wanted you to have a brother or a sister. I know it might not seem like it now, but when you’re older, you’ll be glad you have him.
M:Â Before he came, I never yelled.
Well, I’ve been neglecting this category, haven’t I?
Anyway, I have a new favorite thing. I call it the “Going out somewhere nice is too much work with the kids, and we didn’t set up a babysitter or anything, but I still don’t feel like cooking an elaborate dinner, but let’s have something nice, okay?” dinner. It’s vegetarian, which makes it healthy. Yes.
Preheat the oven to 350F. Open up the crescent rolls into a big rectangle and wrap up the brie (leaving the rind on is okay). Trim away any excess crescent roll dough. Place it on a cookie sheet (either grease it a bit or put it on parchment paper). Brush the brie with beaten egg. Bake for 25-30 minutes or until golden brown. Let it sit for 10 minutes before serving. Serve with crackers, apples, grapes, and wine.
It is so easy. It is a way to have a snacky dinner or late lunch and feel kind of indulgent without doing hardly any work.
Tobin and I were at the Java House, sitting on a couch. At one end was a small table with an ornate lamp on it, which of course Tobin wanted to touch. I was trying to dissuade him.
T: (pointing to the far end of the couch) Get out of here! Drink your coffee!
M:Â When you die, is it black or grey?
A:Â I don’t know, sweetie.
M:Â Maybe you could look it up.
A:Â I don’t think so.
M:Â Maybe Google knows.
Tobin and I were looking at National Geographic together.
T: What’s that bird? That a chicken-bird?
A: No, it’s called a cassowary.  It lives in Australia.
T:Â Cassowary…or January…or February…
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