I'm well rested, spiritually fed, and and full of good food that David cooked for us and some wonderful friends.
Friday night the girls had riding lessons. David and I were going to go out, but I was exhausted. So we did the norm--he watched a movie that I slept through. This time though, I wasn't even able to stay awake while he was choosing the movie.
Saturday morning we did homework, chores, I did some editing, and David ran errands.
Then, donuts stuffed with ice cream:
The boys couldn't resist the blue ice cream.
David got his in a rice crispy sandwich.
And the art museum:
Claire and Elijah roamed the museum together as they completed a scavenger hunt.
David and Iris were museum buddies.
And I got the crazy one.
On the way to the art museum, Sybil said,
"You can die from drinking too much water."
Then she informed us that she would soon die
because of the amount of water she was drinking.
She didn't die.
But she did use the bathroom at the museum at least 3 times (we were only there about an hour).
On one of those occasions, she ran into the bathroom desperately
and as soon as she closed the stall door, she exclaimed loudly,
"Ahhhhhh, that feels so good!
You can't imagine!
Ahhhhh, I peed on myself,
but that feels so good!"
This is what we get for trying to culture the crazy one.








