Tuesday, November 16, 2010


Some words just stick with you. It's like a song that gets stuck in your head. My nephew, who is now 18, once when he was little pronounced yogurt as "your-get". It stuck, that's what we call it. Owen called the elevator "elle-a-nator". So, what on earth is Poo-Kah you ask? It's a favorite childhood past time that I bet every single one of you has played with at some point in your life...


Today we were making Christmas cookies with it.
I think they did a pretty bang up job.

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