Tuesday, January 31, 2006


Last night we had some people over for dinner: burgers and potato salad with ice cream with chocolate sauce for dessert. Afterwards, the adults chatted, and the kids ran around.

At some point we noticed that June was A.W.O.L. After a short search, she was discovered in the kitchen, sitting on the stool with her grubby little fist in the (formerly half full - now empty) jar of chocolate sauce. She was quite pleased with herself. She was also quite filthy.

Clearly she is not to be trusted.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous8:27 PM

    That's my granddaughter! I rembember drinking from the can of Hershey's chocolate syrup in my parents' frig in my younger days.