
Here's Lily organizing the box. She labelled the folders, and delighted in having her own stapler and scotch tape dispenser. Like mother like daughter. How long before she asks for her own filing cabinet for Christmas? (I was in 5th grade. And, in my defense, at least I wanted it to be red.)
We did this homework tonight - they're learning about maps in social studies, and Lily drew a map of her room. What, you don't know what all those objects are? Well, then, check out the key:
Yes, smack in the middle of the room is a pile of dog poo and pee (this isn't a frequent occurence at my house - a visiting dog last week had an accident in Lily's room and it made quite an impression on her). Also, notice the many shoes and dirty socks scattered about.
It lasted for two whole hours, not surprising since it's a Sunday morning. Here's the offender, who is a wonderful person who is also working very hard on that major project, but who was promptly read and deleted.
Victory again, at least for a little while.

We need a hammock in our own backyard.
Timmy and Steph
Paella: Before.
Paella: After. Kudos to Jeff, the non-Spaniard, for having become the family's best paella maker. Mary really outdid herself on the rest of the food. The appetizers were amazing, and she made 96 cupcakes of 5 different varieties.