One of the things I'm most thankful is my daughter. Sometimes I drive her crazy and nag like.. well, a mom... but for the most part we really get along. (unless there have been too many sleepovers!) We spend a lot of time in the kitchen, and she is becoming quite a little chef. She makes the guacamole we often snack on or bring to friends' homes, she often makes the dressing for our salads, and she is keen to help out peeling, chopping, grating or whatever needs doing in the kitchen. (well, not the dishes so much....)
She now uses the oven very handily, and loves to try new recipes.. last week she made a graham wafer chocolate cake that was sort of like a brownie and very good!
Today is just a day of realizing that Syd is pretty amazing, and I enjoy spending time with her more and more every day. We've had a couple of good talks lately and she is becoming wise now that she's more than a decade old!
Moms and daughters have a special bond... and I'm thankful for that bond to be getting deeper as we spend time together doing the boring stuff of life.
(moms and sons have a unique bond too! thats another post...)
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Ever wonder why the title: Never the Same Page? Brendan and I started the blog together, and what is the truest thing about us? We are almost never on the same page about things. We are as opposite as opposites get. TomAto, TomAHto... but we decided a long time ago not to call the whole thing off :)
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Ever wonder why the title: Never the Same Page? Brendan and I started the blog together, and what is the truest thing about us? We are almost never on the same page about things. We are as opposite as opposites get. TomAto, TomAHto... but we decided a long time ago not to call the whole thing off :)
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I like hearing your stories about your kids. They are so great! Tell Syd that I will be at your house on Sunday night. That works, right?
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