Not that she’s growing up or anything
The other day I asked the baby to run tell her brother that his waffles were ready. She shouted “Okay!” Then she found the remote, paused Barney on Tivo, and ran on her mission. She is three, folks.
Tag: waffles
Fellowship of the (swim) Ring(s)
Hello again, interwebs! Yes, it’s been a weekend full of exciting activities here at Casa de Bear.  Let’s review, shall we?
Nobody speaks to the Captain no more…
Actual conversation: me: “What do you want for breakfast?” him: *sleepy* me: “Do you want waffles?” him: “no, cereal.” me: “Captain Crunch?” him: “Do we have any Smart Start?” Two bowls, people. Â Two big bowls.