





LADY FINGER CHEESECAKE
3 pkg. lady fingers2 (8 oz.) pkg. cream cheese



Let us take a moment or two and reflect on this.

In Flanders Fields
John McCrae, 1915.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Memorial Day and every day, God Bless Our Fallen, God Bless our Soldiers in battle and bring them home safe.


Go over to Hippy's Place and wish her a very Hapy Birthday!


It's cute and all that, and it sings to her and says encouraging stuff....but...WHERE in the hell is the tray that should go across the front to keep them in? I don't like this new age parenting. The last time I potty trained, they were standard potty chairs that had a tray in the front. You could sit your little angel in there, put the tray on, with a couple pieces of cereal or whatever and he would sit there till he did his business. The potty chairs they have now are for the birds. There is nothing to keep the child restrained to the potty chair. I don't like it. 




