Sam came home from work with a few boxes of Girl Scout cookies and the girls wanted to skip dinner altogether. When we told them they could only have cookies after they finished their roasted chicken I made, they attacked their food and ate like savages at a Renaissance festival. The sugar took affect before they even left the dinner table.

Winter static and chicken grease seemed to be a recipe for disaster with Madeline's hair.


Grace thought it was funny to get cookie in her teeth. She told me I could leave the bag right there by her...just to keep her eye on it.
Those Thin Mints do the same thing to Papa's hair (what he has it of!!)...yum!!!
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