I tried to get her to play a (nice) trick on Mrs. Hogan, but she told me, "I don't think I should do that. That would be disrespectful to my teacher." I guess I'll just have to wait until Elaine gets to pre-school. I know she'd be up for it. I'm guessing there'd be Palmolive involved too.
For supper, we got to eat ice cream first and drank milk that apparently came from a blue cow. Then there were green caterpillars to eat as well.
(Please ignore the disaster on the counter behind her.)
(A caterpillar with a bite out of it...)
Darren wanted to call his parents and have the girls play a trick on them. He was standing in the kitchen, deciding what they should say. The first suggestion was that we're moving away. Then he said, "I know what they can say--'We're having a little brother!'"
Me: "Don't. even. go. there."