In my kitchen today...

• Juice was spilled. (In keeping with the daily ritual).
• Lunches were packed.
• Spelling assignments were finished.
• Ants were killed.
• Chai was sipped.
• Dishes were washed. (Because the pile couldn't possibly have gotten any bigger without becoming dangerous).
• Yellow mayo was removed from the fridge and tossed.
• Rain was made by Jeff and Ruth for science class.
• Hugs were given.
• Appointments were made.
• BLTs were enjoyed.
• Preparations were begun for tomorrow night's dinner party.
• Kisses were received.
• Milk was spilled. (And I do believe there was crying over that).
• Plaster was mixed.
• Frescoes were painted.
• Chocolate chip cookies were made for a group of Aggie students.
• (And yes, dough was sampled).
• A young boy, running like a speeding bullet, slipped on a rug and went sailing through the air. (Which led to a period of intense weeping and wailing).
• Ice was applied to a busted lip. (And not for the boy you are thinking of).
• Fast food burgers were eaten for dinner. (Because even warming up leftovers just seemed like too much effort).
• A smallish person fell completely off the chair during dinner. (Sending up a fantastic spray of French fries and ketchup).
• Presidents were discussed. (Prompting Ruth to ask about the job requirements, which then prompted her to very thoughtfully say that she might want to consider that as a job).