We're here, but it's been hard to focus on much.
Rachael the Seattle ho and her shining hubby Tim came for the weekend.
We realized we are almost too smart to figure out the rules for Cranium. The questions, we get. The moving and drawing of cards and such? Hilarious mutiny, repeated reading of the one page of directions.
Also, J was not pleased that I ripped up a stupid card. He's funny about stuff like that, I think because he and his sister were on combat rules through childhood. So then I bent the corner of another to see what might happen. "Stop that! It's an expensive game- we bought it at Starbucks!"
I guess little sisters never change.