Tuesday, December 06, 2005


Originally uploaded by rwheatfall.
We walked down to get the mail this afternoon, which is right under an olive tree. We got back in the house, and she played while I went thru the mail. In the 5 min it took me to sort the mail, I went out to discover her hands covered in something. . . it was on her mouth and down her shirt. I started freaking out, yelling at her to tell me what she ate! I licked her hands to see if it tasted toxic.

After a frantic search on my hands and knees, I found a small, chewed on, olive. A prompt bath followed.


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