e wasn't feeling so hot today. we decided not to subject any other children to her hot forehead and to keep our germs to ourselves. i have been dying to make ina garten's pecan oatmeal raisin cookies. i asked e if she wanted to help and she gave me the nod of approval. feed a fever... right? or is it feed a cold? either way she sat on the counter inhaling raisins as i added the ingredients to the mixer.
since she was born it has always been a little bit of a family joke that e looks exactly like her dad. yes, i gave birth to her, but she bares very little resemblance to me. now i know she is not all dad.