It's a snow day here today!
Atticus is home, making hamburger soup and homemade bread for dinner.
Betsy and Ramona have been outside to play several times, and therefore a good chunk of my day has been spent piling things on Ramona and later pulling them off.
This morning, as I was still wrestling with the internet (we're now fully back, thank you!) and taking an overly long time to attend to Ramona's request to help her find the right pants to wear outside, she finally yelled from the other room, "If you do not come to help me soon, I shall go mad!"
I did, and she didn't.