Luke dumped a mostly full bottle of bubble bath in the tub earlier. Thankfully it was after I’d shut the water off. It was a slippery bath (but, to be fair, very nice smelling).

Adam made a birthday card at school for his fish friend, Gerald.

My dad told Adam that his cards are so good that he could charge money for them. Adam is in the process of changing his last name to Hallmark and now each card he makes for me costs me fifty cents (totally worth it). For the record, he only gets paid for cards I request – I don’t compensate him for the thank you notes he sends out.

I’ve found it’s a sneaky way to talk about money though and he’s learned that if one card is fifty cents, then two cards are a dollar. He’s also learned that just because someone has a handful of coins, it doesn’t mean it’s a lot of money (a lesson I kept hidden from my little sister when I used to pay her to clean my room).

Maggie saw me taking photos of Gerald’s card and stood in front of me saying cheese until I took her picture too.

Luke fell asleep on top of the train table. It didn’t look that comfortable to me, but he didn’t seem to mind.