Mom’s Memories
A friend and I remised the other day about the funny things our children did. I told her this story. My youngest daughter, Sara, loved butter. In fact, she loved not only butter but every kind of oil. If I left the butter too near the edge of the table, one-and-a-half-year-old Sara would toddle by and swipe her finger through the butter dish for a healthy dose. By the time she was two, she’d figured out how to unscrew lids….