Life at another's house allows for interesting settings. My children, comfortable at my mother's house, enjoy testing their limits for sweets, sodas, and entirely inappropriate breakfast foods (say, an ice cream sandwich). Due to the stress of the move, we ignore these indulgences and, on occasion, encourage them.
Like, eating pie with a finger instead of a fork. What possessed my mother to invite Finwe to eat like this one can only guess.
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And what a good student!
What's she teaching??? And why does it involve pie?? And how to we adults get into this lesson?
It really isn't fair that I didn't write something regarding the picture. My deepest apologies. The move is zapping my brain cells.
I'll write an addendum.
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