It was Mardi Gras yesterday, and we had dinner guests. Amy made muffalettas and salad and an apple dessert. Kristi made gluten-free cookies. I sat around looking pretty.
I forgot to take any photos other than the ones of Isabelle posing with her handiwork. I need to put my camera in a place where I will be forced to pick it up and use it. Isabelle decided to do some fancy cut-outs with cookie cutters. Everyone was afraid to eat the gingerbread man, and there was no fox around to do the deed.
What else is new? Calvin has a messy room and a D. He is in big, big trouble. It is a good opportunity for a poll though.
I've been working washing dishes and writing requests for $ and visiting St Louis. The usual.
Yesterday I was in town doing some stuff early in the morning. I got out of my car, heard an airplane, looked up and saw our little yellow one flying right above me. I waved vigorously. When I got home 1/2 an hour later, I heard an airplane, looked up and saw the same one flying above my house. I waved even more vigorously. The first time it was Roger and a TV reporter; the second time it was Sebastien.
Heard at our house last night:
Mom: You better stop and think if it is worth tattling about.
Boy: Freddy spit in his cup!
Mom: Well, if I were you I'd get back to that table and guard my cup.
For the love of God, entertain me.
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