Last night Trillian was sketching and Roswell lent a hand by popping every single pastel out of the container and knocking them around the living room. Helping helping helping.
And over the weekend schnookiemuffin (that may be spelled right) traveled out from texas and stayed with us while attending some Bullet Wound Trauma Field Surgery class in Lancaster. I told her we didn't live anywhere near Lancaster and it would be a two hour drive there and back every day. She said she didn't care, she wanted to meet Roswell.
And so she did.
Helping helping helping.