Being confined to a small space has its benefits. Right now, since we don’t trust our 4-month-old puppy with much more than the kitchen area, that is where the family has been each evening…all evening…and much of the weekend when it’s raining outside. It’s great bonding time, but I think we’re all feeling a bit constrained and claustrophobic.
While I was making these muffins last Saturday morning, my kids got on the topic of being married. It’s quite funny listening to a conversation between a 6 and 4 year old. Matthew told Grace she needs to marry someone she knows, so she said, “Well, I want to marry mommy.” (Bless her little heart.) Matthew promptly told her that wouldn’t work. Grace then asked, “Who are you going to marry?” He said no one, because you have to kiss and that’s really gross. “It’s like kissing a fish with slobber on its lips.” (Where does he get this??) Continue reading