These two are writing a book together in a google doc. Because they can see what the other is typing, as she’s typing it, when one misspelled a word on her computer, the other corrected it on her own. Then the first wrote in the doc, “Show off,” and they both started laughing.
While they were washing dishes earlier, I heard them discussing what hair color to give a particular character.
“Red hair.”
“But James has red hair.”
“What about black?”
“Eww.”
I chimed in with, “How about strawberry blond?”
“Oooh, let’s do that,” said one.
“Yes,” agreed the other.
“You know why?” I said.




A lot of predators along the way. It’s more like running the gauntlet. Or rather, flying. 

I asked the girls if someone could grab socks for Joe. Two of them yelled, “I will,” and ran off. They returned with these.

