Knuckle Salad baby

Welcome to everything, Mr. Baby

So that thing I mentioned was going to happen went ahead and happened, and now we have a little bit of a new roommate. He doesn’t do his share of the housework but we like him a lot.

Knuckle Salad baby

Disclosure: No, he isn’t…not today. He was, though!

At this stage, he does sort of hinder normal cooking/crafting/blogging operations, but give us a little time and we’ll be right back to normal. Maybe better. Because while Knuckle Salad is definitely not going to turn into an all-kids-all-the-time affair, the new guy may give this household a new perspective on a few things, and I think we’re ready for that. For example, already he’s opened us up to a lot of new ideas in terms of having our stuff peed on, cleaning up pee, and being peed on ourselves. I’m not yet sure how I might relate that to a recipe, which is exactly why I say we’ll need a little time. But then it’ll be back to normal. No! Back to awesome.

Oh, and although he has a name, I don’t intend to use it here, for the sake of his future googlability. So he’ll need an alter-ego by which Knuckle Salad will know him instead. Suggestions are welcome!