In light of yesterday’s post, won’t you play along with me?
Last night, we tested out Bennett’s bravery. Situating him at the corner of the hibachi grill, I closely studied his face as bright flames swelled towards the ceiling.
Don’t be too impressed though.
So Father’s Day has come and gone. If you’re wondering why I didn’t acknowledge it in the slightest, it’s not because I’m avoiding thinking about Charley. I just don’t know what day it is, what the time is, what month we’re in, etc.
I had a revelation yesterday.
Having heard and read about the benefits of sprouted grains, I was surprised when I actually stumbled upon this version of rice at the GrandMart:
We’re all familiar with our share of nursery rhymes, right?
Well, I thought that I was… Until I read a few to Bennett and realized that some of them are just downright bizarre!