Is anyone aware of an actual National Scrabble Day? Because that's a nonsense holiday I could get behind.
Here's something else to get behind:My 9-year-old is driving. This weekend she learned to drive the lawn tractor and she had the audacity to do it when I was inside. I just barely hustled myself out there in time for a photo.
It's good to know that even though she's driving, she's still firmly planted in childhood:
Oh, yeah, and the dog thinks falling leaves are a huge threat to Suite security. An actual threat is greeted with a lot of slobber, but the leaves get a full fang treatment.
The rest of our weekend on the farm was a little bit tradition and a little bit groundbreaking.
For the traditional part, we made chocolate chip cookie dough:
As soon as the dough was done, Sarah, of course, had to ask: "Are you going to make cookies too?"
Madeleine said it was against the law to eat cookie dough. Then she revised her statement upon realizing how easily that could be refuted. She said that she had meant that it was unhealthy. Sheesh.
For the groundbreaking part, Madeleine had her first-ever competitive sports event.