So, as we start the day, my daughter asks for a cold glass of water upon arising. Okay, simple enough. But, how can I pour a cold glass...

Teenage Tales of Terror Okay, so my son is hungry. I tell him what we have. He says he doesn’t like it. Then HE MUST NOT BE HUNGRY!!!! So...

Oh boy! Got me a piece of chocolate cake! My tail is uh -waggin! Luscious frosting… rich, chocolaty innards… all plated up and ready to dig in…. W H E R E  A R E   A L L   T H E   F O R K S ? ? ?! ! ! Ugh!!! Those Kids!!! After a mad dash through their rooms, fork is found… Excuse me, while I touch the sky! By: Darlene “Screamin” Pistocchi