The other day was Joel's birthday. Eleanor made him a card.
Those are triceratopses on the front. Any time she draws a straight line upwards these days, Iss a triceratops! Iss a baby one.
I made homemade blueberry perogies for the first time.
None of them ruptured in the boiling water. The potato and cheese ones I bought from the store were just tough enough to be like, Oh, homemade ones really are better. They're just, I mean, the effort.
Eleanor kept wrapping her fork in her washcloth and giving in to Joel. Iss a present for dad! From Eleanor! Iss a fork.
She is so bad at secrets.