Odd...

I looked down during dinner today to see Felicity happily munching on a piece of toilet paper. Apparently Dan had grabbed it to kill a bug with, then changed his mind and used the dust buster instead. He had set the toilet paper down on the counter, and, when I walked by bringing the food to the table, the breeze I created was enough to blow it down onto Felicity's baby seat.

The ecstatic grin on her face and the little piece of wet paper on her tongue were a hilarious combination. Hilarious. I would have taken a picture for you, but I was too busy trying to prevent further ingestion of bleached wood pulp.