A Grandfather’s Love, Demonstrated in Freeze Pops

As the weather starts to break a bit, we make plans for Spring Break, and I book my kids in a variety of Summer camps,  I am reminded that this summer will be different because we won't have my dad to share the summer with,  My dad kept these on the rotation, in every flavor. Not even sure how he gets them now because I think they are the equivalent of "kid crack"--made with artificial coloring, flavoring, and sugar . To my kids though, these freeze pops were love and summer wrapped in a bow.

Wordless Wednesday: Fighting Colds...


We have been battling colds in my house for the better part of a month. Some people battle colds gracefully. I tend to be filled with so much mucus that I wind up coughing like I am hacking up a lung and blowing my nose like I am an incubus of the plague. 


Indeed, last week I attended a meeting where people nearly sprayed me with Lysol! Someone had the nerve to ask me, "Are you sick?" I resisted the urge to say no, all of this tissue around me is merely a fashion statement!

The entire thing has been an ordeal, especially since we have been fighting it using a series of fairly ineffective homeopathic options. I think that our daughter picked up some germs at Kindergarten and they have been circulating throughout our house and now Andre has it. I know that we will all recover, but until we do, have pity on us. This photo really captures it...


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