I had just stepped away from a simmering saucepan when our oldest popped into the kitchen and asked, “How far away is dinner?”
I squinted. “I’m guessing about eight feet.”
Both our girls are expert at rolling their eyes.
I had just stepped away from a simmering saucepan when our oldest popped into the kitchen and asked, “How far away is dinner?”
I squinted. “I’m guessing about eight feet.”
Both our girls are expert at rolling their eyes.