The leftovers

If you hadn't noticed, we've been doing a lot of crafts lately. This is what happens (at 6:00 p.m.) when you do a lot of crafts.

Okay, I know this is a terrible picture, but it still needs mention. The Lieutenant has the ability to devour a crayon in a matter of seconds. Disgusting. One night I glanced over where he was supposedly coloring and saw gobs of brown and yellow crayons all over the floor and oozing out of his mouth. I yelled for Paul to get a paper towel and he came hustling in with the camera. And a paper towel. Crayons are very hard to brush out of little tiny molars. Also, he is a repeat offender. Tonight Paul was brushing black crayon out of his teeth.


Here is Lieutenant with aforementioned favorite Old Macdonald book. Now when I sing/read the book to him he joins in on the last "E-I-E-I-O" - but just that very last "O". It's kind of like a wolf howling at the moon.


And last, but not least, I would be a terrible person if I didn't share this recipe. And you will be a terrible person if you don't try it at least once. Homemade bread? Without really doing any work? Yes please. Go here for complete instructions (but be careful, you may spend way more time than you planned to at this fun blog). Your belly and the bellies of everyone around you will thank you. Especially if you dip it in a little olive oil and balsamic vinegar.