Wednesday, August 29, 2012


Known to most people as spiders, our farm is covered up with large black and yellow garden "byders".

And Milan is obsessed with them.  So I thought I'd relay a conversation that happens 206,489 times a day around here.  

Milan:  "Byder.  Byder.  Byder.  MOM!  Byder.  MOM, BYDER!!!

Me:  "Really?"

Milan:  "Ooo.  There is!  See?  See?"

Me:  "Where?"

Milan:  "RIGHT THERE!" 

Milan:  "Bye, byder."

1 comment:

  1. I see he keeps a respectful distance--must have inherited that from his mom