Avelyn boarded the Barf Train on Saturday night and went for a terrible ride down a very stinky, soggy rail for the next 24 hours.
Avelyn has always been more than a little strong-willed. If she isn’t happy, you know about it. Lately she’s pulled out a new trick: The Underbite.
Where she got this from, I have no idea.
I’ve got a busy few days ahead of me, so my appearances here might be a tad sparse.
My second attempt at holiday baking was a smash hit! I made…wait for it…Chocolate Covered Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Balls.
Mercy. They are tiny orbs of divinity.
Oh, the joy of the holidays. Such a special time for children.
Also, the monstrosity atop my head is what happens when I let my hair air dry.
Is it curly? Not really. Straight? Nope.
“Be careful, Avelyn,” I warned as she played with the little CD player on the corner shelf in the kitchen nook. “You don’t want that shelf to fall down.