But no time to write a proper post, so here's a quick one- I have squabbling children and a rainy day, plus Nat's been having screaming tantrums every night, and I'm tired. Still, it's eleven, and we've read a couple of books and started the laundry, plus we read the part of Luke with Jesus appearing to Thomas. And then we read a poster about Iron Man.
Apparently right now Iron Man and Spongebob are having a conversation behind me, while Elizabeth sits, pantsless, on my lap and squiggles. She doesn't smell terrific.
I wonder where the heck our read-aloud book got put when Geoff reorganized all the books?