I want my babyback ribs!

Miss Charity got to eat ribs for the first time. She really seemed to enjoy them. They were as messy as could be expected.

New Word!

Lately, Charity's been practicing saying "Momma", probably because she knows she can get nearly anything out of me when she says it. But this week she's got a new one. She's been spending sometime at her grandma's while Lee and I have been training to be ombudsmen. Her uncle Glenn has been trying the whole time to get her to say his name. It was not his intention, but we'll call it his fault for her new word, which was not his name. Charity heard him yell at the dog, and then of course repeated it. "Shut-up." It only took once.