Thursday, March 23, 2006

Strolling to story hour

She pushed this stroller the one mile to the library and then back again. She had a sippy cup and her snack in the basket. On the way back we stopped at the coffee shop because mama desperately needed a cup of coffee. Here is an oya baka moment for you. When given a choice of snacks she picked the 1/2 tuna sandwich on oatmeal molasses bread with provolone cheese and sprouts, no tomato. She chose this over a cookie, and I am worshipping her.

1 comment:

The Daily Gus said...

what does Oya Baka Mama mean?