Battles With Quinoa And Librarians

My daughter had a late birthday party this weekend. She's a winter baby. February to be exact. She was born in the deep, cold winter that gets its arms around Northerners. The kind of cold that burns it way down into your lungs when you first step outside. She was born in Evanston, Illinois 12 … Continue reading Battles With Quinoa And Librarians

The Japanese Flag

I had been looking for Grandpa for more than 5 minutes before I finally found him. Grandma had asked me to "go outside and find your Grandfather to tell him lunch is ready."  Being the obedient young Granddaughter that I was, I went outside to look for him.  I knew it would take a while.  … Continue reading The Japanese Flag