Tonight at dinner we served some raw green beans from our garden. Three year old Wendy chewed one and then spit out the roughage remnants onto the table because she didn't like the flavor or texture or both. My husband exclaimed, "Yuck, Wendy, that's gross!"
She replied, "Yeah. No kidding!"
Tonight as I sit here blogging on a Sunday evening, I'm craving some ABBA music. It's too bad ABBA doesn't have a hymn album.
A blogumentary of my family of ten. There's me, my husband, and our eight kids. No pets, just kids. Join us on our jolly joyful journey because alliteration makes me happy.
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