Tileman and I have come up with a scoring system for chores.  Bedrooms get 0 - sorry keeping your room clean is a given.  Other chores around the house are worth one point - dishes, laundry, feeding the beasts... . And Tileman bought some toys, and once the girls earn enough points they can pick out a new toy.

 

A littlest pet shop toy is 20 points.  Go-Go is close with 16 points.  The Little One just came in and said, whew, cleaning the bath tub is hard work.  Yes!  Now where's that cocktail?

Isn't it amazing how a very little thing can make your day?  I went out to put our recycling into the big bin and found this sticker on our bin.  Somehow that little sticker made my day.

I'd like to thank everyone who voted my Beware of Raisins post into the top blogs.  Today I had to blog over at MWLM.  I wanted to put the link up on the girl scout story, but KNOW99 has the wrong video link up on the girl scout story.  I've emailed them about it, but it still has not been fixed.

 

So instead I wrote about Poetry Out Loud.  It looks like a great program to promote poetry in high schools.  Plus I learned about it through KNOW99.  They televised the local competition here in Phoenix.  Since our school year is just around the corner - 14 more days.  I thought it may be appropriate to gear up for next year's competition.

This is my girls favorite campfire skit.

 

  "Ah, a fly, I think I'll pull its wings off"
Proceeds to pick it up, pluck the wings, put it back on the table,
and walks off.

2nd Scout comes out, looks at the fly on the table and says;
"Oh, a fly with no wings, I think I'll pull its
legs off", With great precision and animation, picks up the fly,
removes its legs, and puts it back and walks off.

3rd Scout comes out, looks at the fly and announces,   

"Say, a fly with no wings and no legs, I think
I'll pull its head off."
Then proceeds as the other Scout before him.

Scout Leader comes out looks at the table, then carefully inspects
the object with out picking it up and says very quickly,

 "A raisin !" and quickly picks it up and puts it
in his mouth.

 

When Go-Go came in from the backyard this morning and asked, Mom do you want a home made raisin?  You can understand my apprehension.  I said, no thank you.

 

She said, but they're good.  And there she was with a bunch of vine dried grapes.  We have a grape vine in our backyard, and this was the first year it produced any grapes.  They weren't very large and were left out on the vine.  Well in Arizona heat, they naturally became raisins.  Go-Go said they tasted like fire roasted raisins.  I took her word for it.  I've never been much of a raisin lover anyway.

Tileman was not blessed with a monty python fan in his house.  I've told him about the sperm song, but I couldn't do it justice.  I found it for him instead.  Since he is a former Catholic, I knew he'd appreciate it.