I’ll bring Xavier to the St.Lawrence river this summer, at the scenic lookout near here, and I will let him wet his feet in the water. And I will have to teach him “yuck, river water, bad” when he’ll want to taste it; it sucks.

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Xavier (who was just comforted after falling down the stairs) – Mommyyyy?
E – Yes, Xavier? Now’s the time to ask anything you want, sweetheart, we’ll give you everything you’d like right now.
X – Errh…

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I passed by a white Vertdure truck (company that treats lawns to be greener) on a stroll with the baby. On the truck, above their odd (and a little distorted) male butterfly-fairy mascot, the words “No pesticides” were lettered, and they had painted white over them – a little like using liquid paper to erase pen ink. Hum. Not quite subtle.

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I use Garnier Fructis shampoo these days, and I have to use my teeth to open the badly-designed bottle spout, so I wake up each morning to the taste of a shampoo (that stinks a little, let’s admit it).

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E – The ant colony, in the back of the yard. It’s getting sort of impressive.
F – Yeah… We should do something to get rid of it.
E – Uh-huh. Of course, we could always try my grandfather’s old fashioned trick: “You take a can of oil, …”