And what else did we do besides cook and eat?
WELL!
We drank tea from big mugs.
Scrubbed toilets.
Took care of baby dolls.
Built houses...
and train stations...
and then knocked them down.
And drank tea from big mugs...did I already say that?
We also had some kitchen bloopers:
"Okay, Hannah, the rice is in the pot...could you watch it for me?"
"Umm, Tiffany?...this doesn't look right..."
"Barley? Short-grain rice? It must be short-grain rice!"
"I don't know...but it tastes okay..."
"Ohh GIRLS!!! Those were unground WHEAT BERRIES!!!"
Whoops.
Mexican Wheat anyone?
Removed door knobs from bathroom doors to rescue locked-in 4-year-olds...
"Miss Tiffany! Didn't you know there was a KEY!?!?!"
And ALL ended up speaking "southern."
Ethan, gazing into the open refrigerator:
"Praaaaise the Lord!! We got MEAT!!"
And sweet prayers said by same Mr. Ethan:
"Fank you fowr dis day, Fadder..."
But Tiffany can tell all those stories better than I can.
:)