I don't have a two year old friend any more...

My formerly two year old friend has recently turned three. Two is my absolute favorite age, so it was hard to see her go. But, I can tell that she will be just as darling at being a three year old as she was at being a two year old, and a one year old...

Anyway...she came in with 'prizes' on Friday. The prizes were an awesome array of odd treasures in a bubble wrap bag. We played a match game, colored in a Bob the Builder coloring book, drew pictures of Clifford the Big Red Dog, read a pile of books, watched Veggie Tales, fed bones to the three dogs, commented on how superior cats are to dogs, and hid in the bathroom from the green monsters that were after ME. Not her. Monsters do not want her. She doesn't have any. But I do. We had lunch. Peanut butter and jelly.

I can't remember when I have had more fun on a Friday. All Friday's should be spent hiding in a bathroom from green monsters.