... like maybe not sticking the bubble wand directly on your mouth if you expect something to happen. Like mother, like daughter, I suppose. There are days when neither one of us has a lick of common sense.
(But I would like to point out that only one of us still eats Play-Doh. Although I do love the smell of it, especially when it's new.) We're getting excited about the weekend, too. There's a chance of snow late tomorrow, but it's supposed to be clear and above freezing on Saturday and Sunday, which is always a good thing.
I know I'm not the only one who is looking forward to getting out of the house for a little while. Fresh air. Sunshine. Hooray!
Winter is almost over! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! Let us chortle in our joy.