Oh, Matt, this is so sad! Today is our last day at Elaine's blog.Violet, I'm sure she'll let you come again if you ask.
I know, but I've had a good time booking guests and sharing recipes and excerpts.
If you like it that much get your own blog.
(Violet gives Matt a kiss.) I'll think about it. Reader's, I hope all of you have a wonderful 2012 where all your hopes and dreams come true. As a parting gift, I want to share one more excerpt from A New Dream.
Violet, don't forget that A New Dream is on sale for .99 at both Barnes and Noble and Amazon, but the sale ends soon so don't wait to buy it. In this excerpt, I did my first babysitting.
Exasperated by Tyler’s refusal to eat, Matt tried to demonstrate how good the food tasted. “Look, Tyler, this is good.” He spooned the rice cereal into his own mouth, and a peculiar expression crossed his face. “It’s awful,” he admitted. “Can’t he have some mashed potatoes and gravy? Nobody would
want to eat this junk.”“You’d better ask his mother,” Marilyn advised. “She may not want him to eat table food yet.”
Matt rummaged through Tyler’s diaper bad and found a bottle of milk that Tyler deigned to drink. By this time, everyone else had finished dinner.
Marilyn nodded toward the diaper bag Matt had thrown in the corner. “His diaper needs changing, Matt.”
“Uh, Mother, I’ve never changed a diaper before.”
Marilyn shrugged. “How hard can it be?”
Violet watched with interest as Matt laid Tyler on the sofa and removed his diaper. He reached for a clean one, but Tyler, stimulated by the cold air on his bottom, started to wet all over Matt, the sofa, and himself. The child screamed as the hot wetness struck him in the face. Matt, hurriedly capped his hand over the stream. He looked around for something to wipe Tyler’s face with, but when he didn’t see anything he used his shirt sleeve.
Chris cracked up. “You’re getting all wet, Matt.”
