“Oh no.” That’s all I’ve been able to think so far.
I thought what I smelled was a candle as I preheated the oven for dinner.
But it wasn’t.
It was a pitcher of sourdough starter keeping “warm” by the oven light.
It is warm.
Oh no.
Dinner, you’re on your own.
And just a little more proof that parenting is causing us to snap:
Anna’s sitting up! (sort of)
Wow that first thing is quite the thing….
and you haven’t even come close to snapping you silly girl.
wow that is some awesome looking sourdough!!! And Anna is growing up awfully fast!
That is SO something I would do! Especially now that I ahve had Cana and I hve major mommy brain! (((HUG)))