Do I really need to even blog an explanation?
Mom is on the phone in the kitchen while the girls are "playing" in their caged community.
Sarah found a red crayon...where, not sure. Red crayon everywhere. She was not happy when I took her crayon away.
We really do feed these girls, but Sarah always seems to seek out different "nutrients."
Harold, our crayon may not be purple, but we can change our reality too.
