An Exchange Over Breakfast, and Reader Participation

Allie trod on my foot in an eager dash toward her highchair this morning.

"I sorry, Mommy. I stepped on your foot."

"That's okay, Sweetie."

"It's okay. You can get a new one!"

"Oh, really?"

"Yes! For your birfday!"

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I am running low on inspiration for blog topics. Since I know a good idea when I see one, I'm unabashedly copying a request I saw in one of Chichimama's posts from awhile back: Ask me a question, any question. Anything you want to know about me? I mean, there are things you want to know, right? Other than, of course, "Why can't you come up with your own darn content?"

Interrogate away!