Bread
We were babysitting our two young grandchildren while their parents went to a wedding. Rydia, 3 ½, was recovering from a little stomach bug and maximizing the rare privilege of watching endless cartoons. Link was his usual energetic toddler self, alternating between pestering his sister, begging to be held, and investigating the kitchen drawers. I tried to get Link to eat something during the supper … Continue reading Bread
