woof, woof

We acquired some very useful coping skills while on the road for 13 months.  How to do with less (sleep, clothing, shampoo, beds), how to live more simply and with less...furniture.  But that's not the real reason we still don't own a table.  The truth is, we kind of like treating the kids like dogs.  We like to see them beg.  



This is just their subtle way of saying, "feed me, please"

So you're hungry again, eh? Well siddown and I'll throw you a dish.