Yet another picture from the "Eating Yogurt With Chopsticks" series. Mom (that's me) has not been feeling too well the last couple of days because she (that's also me) is recovering from a root canal. While my tooth feels better...and I am thankful for that....I do feel that the procedure I have just recently undergone probably has its' roots buried deep in some ritual medieval torture developed to keep the nuns in their place. They use screws, people! Tiny little screws in your teeth!

Backing slowly but steadily away from the subject of dental work and into the realm of.....other things...like what Our Little Choogler has been up to...which is eating a lot. Today he feasted on Chaource, a French little cheese if there ever was one. It tastes like thick, salty butter. Austin kept pointing to his soggy little piece of bread which was soggy because he kept sucking the cheese off it in hopes that when he pointed to his bread we would think that the cheese somehow fell off or disapeared and maybe we would put some more of it on his bread. His cute little ploy worked. It is true, Austin is the King of Cute and unfortunately tonight, my cat Tammy is the Queen of Gas as she just walked through the kitchen and farted.