it's supposed to drop to a chilly 90 degrees on saturday.
i spent the day baking and boiling seitan, preparing dry beans, and tickling babies.
oliver was out in the hall getting his bag out of his new cubbie. he said he had a good day and even stopped to say things to mrs bailey unprompted on our way back out. he ate almost all of his tofurky and mustard sandwich and all of his grapes and pretzels. we stopped by uncle darren and uncle paul's to drop off some surplus bay leaves and the kids both fell asleep on our way back home.
since our arrival home, i have been hit twice by one child and bitten several times by the other.