I am the Pharoah. You have to obey me.

Whoa. Firstly, I thought we already WERE obeying her. That is probably 99% of our issue. Secondly, whoa. I'm dying to sit in on a Sunday school class. Last week they were learning what it was like to live before ovens and microwaves, so they made biscuits. Then, as DD related it, the kids had to hide outside while the teachers cooked the biscuits in the microwave. Excellent. Beyond excellent. Before I heard that story, I did wonder how in the world they were planning to cook those biscuits. Thankfully, the sidewalks haven't been hot enough lately to cook anything.

We've been taking it easy (easier?) these past few days. We attended our first field trip with the homeschool group we joined and it was a lot of fun. We played miniature golf and DD drove the bumper boats. She visited with a couple of girls who very kindly invited her to play with them. I was really proud of her. She has decided that she is "afraid" of boys, so I periodically remind her of the many boys we know and love. Somehow Daddy and Grandaddy are outside the realm of boydom.

We're definitely going to exercise our stick-up-for-me muscle (a friend coined it and it is my new fave phrase. so necessary around here). In that vein, we try to go to the park after school at least once a week to practice our social skills. I sure don't want her to end up like Bobby Boucher (see Waterboy - stat).