In order to get on the blogging track again, I’ll be posting once a week. If I don’t have anything especially grand to post- I’ll slap on a Thoughts of the Week (TOW) post. A jotted list of what crosses my noodle throughout the week.
Along with the contemplation catalog I will post a photograph of one of the kiddos to appease grandparents everywhere.
- At dinner two thoughts occur as I watch my son slather his entrée with mustard. First, I recall the explanation of this condiment practice dictated by Malcolm Gladwell and then I tally the number of corndogs with mustard I ate during the child’s incubation. Conclusion: Possibly too many.
- I want to paint the boy’s room the color of Mo Willem’s pigeon.
- If Nate is my rainbow baby; Caleb is my ark child.
- Nothing looks as sinister as a strawberry kool-aid mustache.
- No pink as far as the eye can see.
- I could string up Christmas lights on the back deck and call it a date.
- Caleb still wants to be a doctor for Halloween still.
Thanks Juying for this week's photograph!
