Tuesday, 12 September, 2006

I made the girls play dough today.  I could hear them throwing it against something so I go to the living room where they are standing suspiciously next to the carpet.  "Stop throwing the play dough on the floor!'  "We're not." Amy answers.  I know they are throwing it somewhere, and it takes only two seconds to figure it out.  "Are you throwing it on the ceiling?"  Amy nods sheepishly.  "Stop!"