I've tried more than once to post pics of the wonderful field trip I took with Whistle and his class, but every time I've tried, Blogger was having uploading issues with pictures. Eventually I will share them with you.
For now, though; a conversation I had with Teenager, when I asked her to taste the pasta salad I'd just finished making (because I didn't like the pour-and-mix-some-things-together dressing I'd just concocted):
Other Mother: Here, taste this salad!
Teenager: It's good.
If you like it.
But I don't.
(And she spit it in the wastebasket).