creme

Last night of football. Brought cupcakes. Perks of playing on a women's team.

These pics from another time made cupcakes and creme. And found that two little sweet teeth had eaten the entire container of frosting leftovers on the sly, by themselves, in the deserted kitchen...

New Unders

(A years-later edit: After looking over the stats of this blog for the first time in two years, I got freaked out by how many people are finding it looking for the words I just changed.)

Our friend Shira brought Scout 9 pairs of brand-new unders. What is a girl to do with so many unders? Why not wear them all at once?

Scout can tell you why not. That many unders are hard to take off when the moment comes. And then you have 9 pairs of brand-new-soiled unders.



(Unwilling to wait to wear them until laundry was done on the family schedule, Scout took her unders to the bathub, scrubbed and wrung them out herself, then pinned them to the line to dry. Then put them all on again while still damp. Pretty new unders! Who doesn't love 'em?)