It all started with a little dog named Dixie...you see I was supposed to be "Grammy" to all my grandbabies...and I guess you could say I was for a while...except for the fact that, at the time, my 'grandbaby' had 4-legs:-) Then along came Daniel, my son's firstborn, and (Bless His Heart) he could not form the sound of the hard G...and thus began the Adventure!
Monday, January 7, 2008
Which Comes First...The Chick or the Egg?
Raegan, The Princess, was cheerfully eating her breakfast at our house last weekend. She'd ordered two hard boiled eggs and a piece of toast. Daniel had already eaten his breakfast when he meandered over to The Princess, just as she devoured the last bite of egg, and stated: "Hey Raegan, the yellow part would have been the chick."
Well, all right then...