Never should they meet. For one cannot tend the baby and the pan simultaneously. But thanks to the calming influence of BigMama, the baby slept whilst I boiled. So at the end of the day we have a happy baby, and a happy maple sugarer.
BigMama, thank you. I'll pay you in syrup.
Love, ptcakes
ps Daisy sends her love.
1 comment:
CSM just ran a poem for kids about maple syruping.
Made me think of you!
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