Did you guess?
I was leaving a message on the phone when I saw it. I screamed. Poor girl. She hasn't returned my call yet. :)
The Brave MW saved the day. She donned a glove and caught the beast by the tail, promptly tucked him into her "experiment" container, fed him some spit and fresh basil, and then let him go. (I wasn't there when she set "Timmy" free. T says the lizard made it about five feet and then, as fate would have it, a certain dog, who shall remain nameless, brought a swift end to Timmy's life. Thankfully, MW missed this part.)
Eek. I don't do lizards in my living room. Sorry.
We're still reading Despereaux. Dear Reader, I must tell you, it's a wonderful story filled with bravery, honor, and love.
Lately, we've had the children clear the dinner table while T puts MC to bed and I make hot chocolate. Then we crowd back around the table and the children sip quietly (and drink it by the "baby" spoonful) while T and I take turns reading.
It's been a blast.
And has proven to be quite captivating...to some.
In other news...we survived an avalanche of the most literary sort. We are collectors...of books. We read a lot and struggle to let a single one go. We have two tall book cases double stacked, along with one in our bedroom that is about eight feet tall and four feet wide. And we have a "book closet." It's been our long time stashing place for titles we couldn't squeeze anywhere else.
Needless to say, I also tuck little man's "clothes to grow into" in that closet. While pulling them out, I started a relatively small avalanche. Sweet T offered to re-stack them. While he was working to that end, they all collapsed on him. He stood there a minute, dumbstruck, and then declared it was time to clean 'em out.
It was sad. I pulled a few out of the "giveaway" stack. Ones I just couldn't part with. The walls of that closet are still lined with books, they're just not quite as high.
Something fun came out of it though...we found out about a little bookstore that's in the trading business. She's picky, but I think we got a great return for our first box of books. $54 in credit! So I dropped off a box, but came home with an armload. Is that progress? Not sure.
While I was in that neck of the woods, I browsed the thrift store. I'm always hunting book shelves and chairs. (I mean, let's simplify, right? - hee hee.) Today I scored this lantern. $1.89. Sweet, I'd say.
I also managed to rip apart a fitted bed sheet that dated back to college and put a new backer/reinforcement on this ol' quilt. Nice.
Maybe we'll picnic tonight.