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A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
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Wednesday
Nov022011

He Didn't Even Say I Told You So

I handed another marshmallow to Violet to drop into the simmering pot of melted butter and she took a bite before plopping the remaining bit of marshmallow into the saucepan. She did this over and over again and I got a kick out of it every time.

"Serge!" I called him in to watch Violet help me make Rice Krispie Treats.

He watched as she bit into five more marshmallows and I giggled, but he wasn't as amused. "She's going to get sick." He warned.

"Oh stop! She is not. It's fun!"

Two hours later Violet upchucked a mass of white goo all over the couch, the floor, herself...

He helped me clean it up and didn't even say 'I told you so'. It must've taken amazing restraint. That's love, I tell you what.













More photos from our Halloween party here.