Poor little ants. They had no shot at life in this house. We started with 17 keepers (lost two right out of the package). In this picture we had 3 hanging on to life. But today there is one lonely ant repairing tunnels. You can see where these three created a little ant burial mound. They dismembered and drug each ant up to the top and buried it. So sad. There are still several on the sides and in the bottom not even pictured here. Uncle Milton would not approve.
Apparently, we had an extra-juicy chicken. (Tyson, eat your heart out!) But it was finally dry enough to wrap, so today was the day. The smell was very faint compared to those first few weeks. Although, Jonah did say "this smells like a dog", and Jorja responded with "no, it smells like poop!" I think it smelled of rotten cloves.
The girls lost interest in wrapping toward the end, so they watched cartoons while I prettied it up.
And was reminded of the time a tube of superglue burst open on my hands. It was all over me and the counter.
WARNING: do not for any reason relax your hand while it's covered in superglue. Keep it as straight and open as possible. If you let it close, it will stick together. Your only option is to test every chemical in your house to see which one unsticks your fingers from your thumb. Your children will think it's funny. It's not all that funny when you try to pull it apart, though, it hurts. However, three days later, after washing and lotioning two hundred times, all the glue will eventually come off, and then it's funny.
And as a fun (and tasty) activity, we made Phoenician bread (AKA: pita bread). It was really pretty easy and actually tasted good. Mommy might keep this recipe on hand and use it for making sandwiches and to go with occasional meals.