Edith, during a pop-up snowstorm last week: "The clouds are pooping."
I was counting Edith's jumps on our mini trampoline yesterday, and I got into the 90s. "Is that English?" she asked.
Also, I've been considering for some time making this blog once per week -- after all, paying jobs take priority, right? Accidentally skipping Friday's post seems like the perfect time to do so. From now on, posts will be published on Tuesdays, with a mixture of text and photos. Enjoy!