Given that everything else I attempted to do today was an exercise in frustration, I shall leave the recap of day at that. I hate paperwork.
In the category of things I will regret my daughter learning to say...
I mentioned that my tummy hurt a little. The daughter's response: "You should toot. It will make your tummy feel better!"
I gave her an egg crate to play with. She thought it looked a bit like a lifejacket, and belonged on the cat.
And, I have proof that it is voles devestating my lettuce. This is a leaf half-drug into a hole.