Never a dull (peaceful?) moment

This is what happens when I try to take just a couple minutes to check my email. She's always silent as a stone while perpetrating the crime. My first clue that something was amiss was a sweet little voice singing, "Clean up, clean up, everybody, everywhere," followed by peels of laughter.

So, if you have emailed me recently and haven't had a response, you can understand why. I don't dare turn my back for a minute. I'll get back to you in June . . . 2024 . . . when she's graduated and gone off to college.