I awoke to the sound of a kitchen chair sliding across the floor, little voices, giggles, and the crinkle-crinkle of fruit snack wrappers. I was too tired to stop the shenanigans. I just listened. They (Lincoln and Annie) made their way to the stairs, and this is what I hear, in whispered tones:):
"No, Grace, you can't come up."
"I doooo have a p**** (male anatomical feature), I do."
"No you don't."
"I have a P****!"
I guess they worked it out, because they both made it up the stairs, p****s notwithstanding.
(Annie's name is Annie Grace. Lincoln always calls her Grace...just so you know.)
From previous posts, you know that the Carter house has a weekly strip-fest after church. Today was no different. I loved this shot of Annie and her dad--tights, undies and a sunday snack. Can't beat that.
This was by far the greatest Christmas present ever! Have you heard of the Schleich castle/ accessories? Hours and hours of imagination are spent on this bad-boy. It was a great investment. Not a single piece has broken in any way since Christmas--the sign of a true kid-friendly toy. Annie wanted to be the topless knight. Her contribution to medieval madness, I guess.
And last of all, the moment I've been waiting for for months: the premiere of the newest Masterpiece Theater (on PBS) version of Jane Austen's Emma. Even after months of anticipation, I can honestly say that I was not dissapointed in the least. I loved it! I'm anxiously awaiting part II, next Sunday, 9pm. Care to join me?