RecipeMuncher

I knew that having boys would bring it’s difficulties; such as having and keeping nice antiques, the constant refilling of the trough, inevitable fighting, and broken windows. I, of course was naive in thinking it would be a while until we had a  broken window from Big Boy. I mean, he doesn’t care for sports, he would much rather do a puzzle or build something with the tiniest pieces imaginable to man, but yet, he broke his first window today. I am sure it is just the first in w (...)