Somebody’s happy . . .

because our “express” shipment arrived early this morning so she has several new toys to play with! Her mother is thrilled to have some new clothes to wear, but not nearly as happy about having to find a place to put everything. . .

After all the delays, when we got a call last night that they would deliver our shipment at 7am, I thought, “yeah right.” But at 6:45 they were at our doorstep with boxes and paper and in a flurry of unpacking they were out of there in about 45 minutes. There were no numbers to check off, no inventory to reconcile, they just took everything out of the boxes, packed up the paper and cardboard and were gone. Totally not official and organized like it’s supposed to be, but it was nice. I don’t notice anything missing and that’s good enough for me.

We shipped a small stash of Legos so now the boys are in the middle of building something. Before that, this is how they were entertaining themselves.

 

I bet you didn’t know you could tattoo with Crayolas!
Calvin created that masterpiece on Caleb’s back, copying something from one of their Egypt books. Carter had black markings up and down his arms and some red lines on his chest. I would think to get crayon to show up on your skin you’d have to rub so hard it would hurt, but it didn’t seem to bother them. 

(No, I don’t know what those mystery bug bites are on his back. Probably some skin-burrowing Egypt bug that I’m better off not knowing about.)