Fruit Cottontail?

Yes, you read right. The girls are perched at the kitchen table having a tea party. Well, they're sort of having a tea party. After the last two tea parties resulting in a watery mess, I put the screeches on any water use today. Yeah, I'm awful, I know. It doesn't seem to bother them too much, though. They've got their whole box of pretend food out preparing quite a feast for themselves and their stuffed animals of choice. They have a can that says "Fruit Cocktail" on it. Yesterday I told them what it said and explained what it was. (We don't eat that around here. It all goes back to a stomach bug I had in college...I haven't bought fruit cocktail since.) This morning we heard Hanny tell the twins, "It's fruit cottontail. You know, like Peter Cottontail, but fruit." Too cute! Since then Gary has told her what it really says. We'll see if she remembers!

We're still all fighting the latest cold. You had to sort of expect that, didn't you?! It's just the status quo around here. Gotta go. It's time for the prayer before the big tea party. I don't want to miss out!