"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Tonight I made sweet potato fries because I like trying new things. Isaiah sniffed them and then started crying, "those are yucky! I want McDonald's fries." Charlotte ate a few before dumping her plate on the floor, and once we brought out the fry sauce, Isaiah changed his mind and ate at least a dozen.

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