I don't actually have a pig at home. I'm referring to my younger daughter, Paige. She's been away from me since 9 o'clock this morning and she's sleeping over at a friend's house tonight. I happen to be a clingy, over-protective parent. What am I to do? I just prefer it when my children are around me. I know, I know , - I have to learn to let go, but maybe not today though.
When Paige was about two, she had a huge appetite. As soon as she finished her meal, she would eyeball ours. That's how the pet name 'house pig ' came along. She's 10 now, slim and has lost her huge appetite. She's a feisty child with attitude aplenty. I wish she was here to drive me nuts today.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Posted by Oh for the love of food! at 10:42 PM