My stepson had a dream: that I was a wicked witch, complete with a cackle and carbuncles, and I was poisoning his father. This from a grown man who is a best friend and who loves me like a mother. Goodness knows what it means; his father has been very sick and I am, after all, a keeper of kin. Also in control of our diet, these days by the book healthy, though sometimes I wonder about the book.
into the stock pot
toil and giggle
Image is Mother and Son by Ervin Janek, My husband and this stepson’s father. Check out his site: Ervin Janek