There is actually a series of these on youtube--after watching three of them (I couldn't take any more), I sent the girls up to bed. What happens when you are the only adult in the house for weeks--you turn into a kid. I pulled two oranges from the fruitbowl, drew faces on them, and planted them next to each girl's bed.
My 13-year-old came downstairs smiling. If you don't have a teen daughter--let me assure you that smiles at parents are extremely rare.
I don't have teen aged daughters, but I've read through your blog, and we have a lot in common! I'm a Catholic school teacher, I have a son going into 1st grade, I run (or at least try!), and I tried to make a quilt! I enjoyed reading your entries.
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