Monday, November 15, 2010

I is for Ichabod.

Today I ate two apples.
(count 'em, 2!)
On both, I twisted the stem while singing the alphabet, you know, to find out the first letter of my future husband's name?
Both times, it came off on "I."
Male names, I thought, that start with I.
Isaac, Irving, Igor, ICHABOD FLETCHMAN! (sticky icky to my boys).
Perfection. Perf. Ect. Shun.photo courtesy of

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