They got me a firepit for the backyard (with some help from Mom), then Ian decided to have a ceremonial burning of his math notebook. He likes math, but his math teacher…not so much. The firepit makes it legal to burn campfires in the backyard, so now we’re legal.
My kids play a digital camera game where they are told to look like something bizarre. I think Whitney invented it. So the person taking the picture says, “You’re a constipated mongoose.” The kids then try to appear as a constipated mongoose. And we take a picture. Improv meets Nikon.
So here’s a chipmunk who just ate a watermelon.
