"All my filth is arranged alphabetically... this for example was under "H" for toy."

This animal looks very guilty, don't you think? I just haven't figured out what he's guilty of yet today. I suppose I haven't looked hard enough.

This is what happens when my daughter swears emphatically that she is *not* tired.

Hellacious butterfly clip made with a "low temperature" glue gun. Which is a load of crock- low temperature my butt. It burned my fingers! More than once! I don't understand how many of the mom's around here can manage to make their kids cute matchy hair accessories and still have fingers left.

Note there are green noodles in the pasta salad. They were the only ones that Evy would eat. When we asked why- she told us it was because the green ones were the only ones that tasted liked boogers.