Chicken Soup and Ro-Sham-Bo

Lauren was feeling under the weather yesterday, so we kept her home from school and Norm dusted off his mad culinary skills to make from-scratch chicken soup (a talent he managed to somehow keep hidden during the past 9 years that I've known him). And guess what? It was fabulous. And for me to say that, you know it must have been that good. Go Daddy.



He has now been anointed the official chicken soup maker whenever anyone in the family gets sick. No ifs, ands, or buts.

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Moving on.

Our little one is developing quite the sense of humor. Or she just has a fresh mouth. You decide.

Tonight she was in her playroom when I told her that she needed to pick up all the pieces of a game strewn across the floor before bedtime.

She nonchalantly said to me, "Wanna Ro-Sham-Bo for it?"

Needless to say, Mama wasn't amused.