Posted by: Becca and Kyle
The bigs let me sit on the counter and eat chicken wings while they cook me food.

Nan, this is how it is done:

Sometimes I feel a little crabby:

Bigs, hurry up. I want to ski.

Actually, I want to get your ski out of the way so I can go SLEDDING!



Sunday roast. Pork loin and Halloween pumpkin with brown butter sage sauce.