On the way out of Library Storytime with a tired toddler, a stranger initiated conversation.
"Before I get on the elevator, I'm going to tell you a secret."
....
"Chamomile tea."
...For what?
Nods in direction of the kids. "Babies."
*puzzled look*
"You can put it in anything. Milk. Whatever. I had four babies, and the last two were twins."
Elevator doors open, ending our brief conversation as awkwardly as it began.
There you have it. The secret to babies is apparently chamomile tea.
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Monday, December 10, 2012
Irony
Today, I had the potential opportunity to sleep in an hour or two, because I will be going in to work a bit later than usual.
Guess who was up at the usual time?
That's right; the two girls who normally have to bedragged cajoled coaxed carried out of bed were both awake and READY TO BE UP RIGHT NOW long before the sun.
Guess who was up at the usual time?
That's right; the two girls who normally have to be
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