The first item on our long Wednesday night agenda was a stop at Aunt Boo's new salon. The Roses have a photo shoot scheduled on Saturday, and they needed to be freshly shorn. Aunt Boo gave them the full treatment - Rose #3 was very cute perched in Aunt Boo's chair with her cape and her wet hair. (I am specifically not telling you about how Rose #3 was poised to climb one of the shelves in the new salon before I stopped her at the last minute, or about the, well, "delighted" looks on the faces of the other patrons as we entered the salon. I tried to keep the Roses under control, I really did!) Very nice new hairdos they all have. Thanks for letting us come down at the last minute Aunt Boo!
By the way, Aunt Boo: I think you are wrong about Zac and Vanessa. :-)
Then we went to McDonald's just down the road. Oh. My. Goodness. That place is gross! It is just filthy. It has a playland (which is why the Roses wanted to go there, of course) and although I am not normally a germaphobe I made each Rose take a shower as soon as we got home. BLECKY. Never again.
After we got home it came to light that Rose #1 had not in fact yet done her homework, so we scrambled to get math and moon observation done before I packed everyone off to bed. There are just not enough hours in the day, even when you are only 6 years old, I guess.