Most of my thoughts are about diseases lately, but I will not bore you all with the details of the Wild Child household. Suffice it to say I am glad for my ibuprofen and I wish our health care system was more timely in response.
Speaking of which, should you be worried when your doctor looks up something to diagnose you with on Google? Or should you see it as a sign of the times and he uses the internets to store his reference information and he doesn't have to lug a heavy book around to double check something?
I learned something about German kids' foods. Our children love stuff in the shape of their favorite cartoon characters. They love their sausages in the shape and colors of cute cuddly bears.
Thanks to Zuhause in Germany.
Isn't he cute all cuddled up there next to all the other interesting pork products in that case? They are called Barchenwurst in German. If you Google Barchenwurst, you get more interesting images. Go on, try it.
My daughter is the queen of sneak. The big marshmallows are drying out because she's sneaky enough to get into them, but not smart enough to put the bag back like she found it. If she would tie it shut, we wouldn't know she was sneaking until the marshmallows were gone. It works in reverse. She recently picked out some chewable vitamins and begged me to buy them, even after I told her that they were the vitamins she didn't like. She begged and promised to eat them, no matter what, until they were gone. Guess what? She didn't like them. So I've been making her eat them. At least I thought that was what was going on until Mr. Wild came into the den with his coat on after the kids had left. He pulled out an orange vitamin from his pocket and said, "This is the third one I've found." I replied, "That little stinker." Our dear daughter had been hiding the vitamins she didn't like in my husband's coat pocket. Today I made her chew the vitamin in front of me.
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