A Note to My Youngest Child


If you really want to pop the top on the shredded Parmesan cheese and “drink” it down, you might want to make sure you aren’t standing in front of the dining room window where your mother can see you. Just a thought, honey.

And, no, quickly hiding under the table when I run in the house will not cause me to believe that it wasn’t you.


Your loving and ever-surprised Mother