After church today (I think we’ve settled on a place — at least that’s where we find ourselves going every Friday. Not the place with the 2 styles of worship. Josh liked the people there, but couldn’t get past the discord in the music) we stopped at the grocery store. This little helper threw a bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos in the cart. Since she’s the baby, of course we thought it was adorable so we went ahead and bought them. 

 I put them up in the cupboard, thinking I’d end up packing them for the boys’ school lunch one day, but as soon as I went into the living room she climbed up on the counter, opened the bag, and then started chowing down. Spicy!

After dinner I came out to find her working away on my computer. Josh was working on something and didn’t realize that she had opened my computer and put it in her lap.