This morning the Baby Nickel dusted my hallway and bedroom with Gold Bond Powder, à la Amelia Bedelia.
I reacted accordingly, à la Mrs. Rogers.
He didn’t even have a lemon meringue pie in the oven! I don’t know what he was thinking.
I still love him anyway. I think.
(Okay, okay, I’m sure.)
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You Can Call Me Jane
Oh, yes, by the way, I love your Michael Pollan quote in your Food for Thought. I so very much agree.
You Can Call Me Jane
Oh, my. This is very funny because it is SO Amelia Bedelia. Maybe you should hide those books for awhile.