Wednesday, January 29, 2014

The ode to butter

This morning began with one grouchy kid, one surly one and two already exhausted parents.  Somehow, it ended up with my youngest son and husband rhapsodizing about butter and a creepy impersonation of Gollum (with a stick of butter standing in as the precious).  All grumpiness was then forgotten.

Moral of the story- find something love when your day begins with a case of grumpiness. Or, enjoy some butter. I don't know anymore.

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