Simple Sundays...

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?