No newsflash, that, eh? I've gotten set up to say something at some point or another many times but have just run out of time. The bread turned out tasty but not very puffy. I did take pictures but, of course, don't have them. And if you think I'm going to go upstairs to get it, you would be very mistaken. I wish I'd brought it down, though, so that y'all could see the utterly adorable bears we made in class today with the little people. Friend Cindy, for whom I am working, got us set up to do this and I got to help by making little fabric clothes to glue on these paper-doll bears (we were reading Jesse Bear, What Will You Wear?) I took a photo with all the children and their bears...too cute. Of course, what Friend Cindy didn't realize is that I am a Lifetime Member of the Not-Fun Mom Club so she was taking a big risk getting me to help her with this project. It worked out well anyway.
Heard in my house recently:
Abby: "Dad, when I grow up, I'm going to marry Aragorn (the cat)."
Dad: "You shouldn't marry outside your own species."
Abby: "Nevertheless, I'm going to marry Aragorn."
Let's see, what else? Oh, apparently I am a "cool mom" to some of the teenagers at our enrichment classes. One of the moms came up and told me that today. I must have looked at her like she had 2 heads. The mom said that her daughters think that the way I interact with the children (mine and other peoples') is hilarious. Score one for the home team! At least someone else's children think I'm cool.
I finally (and yes, it was that excruciating) ordered the yarn for Friend Husband's sweater. It is here, and if you scroll down to the "wine" color, that's the one. I sure hope it works out ok. The sweater itself is the one on the front of this book. I'm excited but a little anxious about the whole thing (which would be borne out by the fact that I couldn't get the yarn ordered at all). I don't want to make something that he will end up hating. I guess I can wear it if he hates it.
Well, the brain is fried and two of my beloved daughters are breathing down my neck to use the computer so I must go away now.