No joke.
Deep Fried Bacon...also, no joke.
Apparently all are rare delicacies to be found at the state fair.
We're suffering from a pink eye epidemic. I noticed that Kate had a goopy eye yesterday when I got off of work, and this morning she woke up to a sticky mess and a very pink eye. About half an hour later, Kate yelled, "Mommy, Reagan has pink eye, too." So, I checked, and she was right. Reagan's eye is all goop. We have a 3:45 doctor appointment, and I'm praying that we can keep the pink eye from spreading to Georgi and Mommi and Daddi and Jonni.
Kate is selling candy bars for school, and she's a natural. She BEGS to go knocking on doors. She LOVES talking to all the strangers and asking them how many chocolate bars they want to buy. She RELISHES every dollar she collects, and the word NO doesn't make her feel bad. She just thinks of all the candy bars she has sold and goes on to the next potential customer. Who would have thought that the daughter who gives strangers the evil eye would ADORE doing door to door sales?
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