Sam and Lizzy participated in the Jasper Junior Olympics this weekend (downhill ski event). Their team won gold in the dual slalom event! Woot. Georgia and I stayed home, for a whole host of reasons: money, logistics, and most of all GEORGIA (ack). As usual, I waited to take my Read more…
A bump on the head necessitates a hug from daddy. We took Georgia out for lunch today. The service was slow. Once all the ice cream and chocolate milk were gone, the novelty of the crayons wore off and we couldn’t bribe her with a ‘sizz’ of our pops, she Read more…
Lately, we’ve had a lot of milk go sour, LONG before the expiration date. In fact, it has happened so often, the kids do a thorough inspection now before daring to douse their beloved cereal in potentially ‘rotten’ milk. Generally, Lizzy does the inspections, you know because she’s older and more qualified to sniff cartons and read expiry dates. Today Sam did the honors.
Sam: “Dad, I think this milk might be bad. It’s really old.”
Mr. MK: “I just bought it. How old is it?”