This morning I was extra hungry after my workout, so I made myself what I call a "weekend breakfast:" scrambled eggs, buttered toast, and hot chocolate. I timed my preparations perfectly so that I could eat while the little dude was nursing. Yes, I'm very coordinated that way... or so I thought.
Twenty minutes later, I found a piece of toast in his hair and egg in his neck.
My name is Chinese, but my hair is red. When I was young, the worst thing you could call me was a redhead. It was "golden," thank you very much. I am a full-time mama to the punk and the basher. I am a violinist with Strings of Elegance, a private piano teacher and math tutor, and an Assistant Director for The Gifted Music School. My violin and piano were both made in 1910, and I inherited both from different grandparents. I have an outie belly button. My man looks hot in his "old man" hats. I enjoy sushi, hot tubbing, and getting caught in the rain.