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the quotidian (12.7.15)
Monday, December 7, 2015 11:45
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Quotidian: daily, usual or customary;
everyday; ordinary; commonplace
Sweetness.
I am of the firm opinion that Little Brother needs to relocate his family to the Shenandoah Valley…
or at least—pretty please?—Washington D.C.
For research purposes.
Uh, now what, Mama?
The Russian nesting doll of babysitting: I babysit girl babysits twins.
My companion in illness: good health ought never be taken for granted.
Turkey is so easy. Why don’t I make it more often?
I wanted leftovers. Now I have leftovers.
This same time, years previous: holding, iced ginger shortbread, winter quinoa salad, my kids are weird, raisin-filled cookies, chocolate truffle cake, and the selfish game. 
Jennifer Jo lives with her husband John and their four children on five acres in rural Virginia where she (kinda-sorta-maybe) homeschools the kids, gardens, bakes, and reads. You can find more of her musings and lots of recipes at her web-log mamasminutia.blogspot.com.
Source: http://www.jennifermurch.com/2015/12/the-quotidian-12715.html
