There are days when I truly think that Q is a genius. Really. But today was not one of them.
Today was the day that Q managed to get himself stuck in the stool at the island in the kitchen. (See, even Ike can't believe this is going on.)
He just pointed at this picture and said, "That me!!! Stuck! Yesh, Mama, stuck!"
And then Chris had to get him out.
ps - Chan is on the mend. But she has only eaten half a cup of food between Saturday morning and now, so I'll be home with her tomorrow.
pps - 13 days until my birthday. I'm going to Paris. Just kidding. I'm not going to Paris. Although I might go to the Hibachi restaurant up the road from my house. Which has nothing to do with Paris.