Tonight was girls' night - H is at heat transfer class. So after a marginal dinner and homework (pulling teeth! did I say pulling teeth!) we changed into jammies and watched Little Mermaid. Here are the Roses posing in the jammies they decided to wear (grownup t-shirts, one of which is from a 1997 tennis tournament that H played in. That's a 12-year-old t-shirt, people!).
Little Mermaid is one of those movies that is better in concept than reality. It is simultaneously boring and scary. How does THAT work?
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