:: whole wheat crescent rolls
Because they look like the letter C.
Julia thought they might taste good if we sprinkled them with cinnamon before baking them. (She was right.)
:: pasta salad
:: soccer by the boardwalk
George always brings a soccer ball along, and usually finds a little space to play. They took turns protecting the "goal" (the space between the garbage can and the planter), to pass the time before the movie.
I am so close to finishing Julia's shawl, but of course the farther along you get in one of these, the longer the rows...I am two-thirds through the first lace chart, with about 23 rows to go. (I think this may well turn out to be the earliest I have ever finished a birthday gift; this will be done in plenty of time to tuck away for Julia's birthday in November.)
I don't remember where I ran across Ten Ways to Destroy the Imagination of Your Child, but I requested it recently from the library and it arrived late last week. It is a fantastic read: very witty and more than a little biting; rather than a hand-wringing analysis of all the ways modern society is failing our children, it is presented as a how-to manual for doing exactly what we say we don't want to do (but what we often end up setting out to do anyway). And Julia, Asher, and I are still enjoying Peter Pan, a chapter at a time, before bed.