Shiner

She fell in the tubby yesterday.



It was still looking pretty good today.


She's adventurous, and has been bonking her little head a lot lately. Today she even did a cartwheel down the stairs. No black eyes or anything from that one, though--fortunately.

Overheard

I made some mini chocolate cakes for lunch today. (Yes, popcorn and something with chocolate for lunch--it's a Sunday tradition.) Emma, as usual, was my sous-chef.

ME: Emma, do you want a whole cake?

EMMA: No, I want one without holes.

Overheard

GINGER: I can't believe [name deleted to protect the innocent] has never read a Jane Austen novel.

ME: I don't blame her. I can't read that stuff either.

EMMA, INTERJECTING: Dad. That's cuz you're not a girl.

Scheming

Me: Emma, when we go to Utah are you going to go snowboarding or skiing?

Emma: I'm going to go scheming.

Me: Scheming? What kind of schemes are you going to come up with?

Emma: Little ones.

I'm a bit late in posting this, but you know how it is. We had a lot of fun in Sundance last week with Bama, Pa, aunts, uncles and cousins!