Anyway, so German's girls, Lucy and Reese, were instructed by Daddy not to touch anything in here. "No touchy" were his exact words. Multiple times during our study Reese would pop her head out of the room and let Dad know that Lucy was "touching things." At one point she said that Lucy "touched-ed" something, and Joe and I exchanged highly amused glances, from which I had to turn away because I didn't want to giggle and make German more frustrated with the situation.
When they left last night, German explained to me that "some things might be out of place" up here. I told him that was totally fine, which it is, and was amused at the findings this morning. Notably, in my trash can, which is otherwise empty, an entire container of colored pencils has been dumped. Also, on the desk is a pile of fluorescent pencil top erasers. These are the most puzzling and amusing to me, because I have no idea where Lucy even found these erasers. Meanwhile they evoked such nostalgia in me for my grade school wonder years, that I am planning on decorating some pencils, hmm, perhaps the colored pencils...with them even though we all know that practically, these erasers are kind of annoying. They fall off the pencils, don't erase all that well. Basically they're just in the way. But this particular collection (again, arriving from who knows where) is so new and shiny and beautiful. Yay for rainbow items, in piles on desks or heaped in trash cans.
P.S. Today we are entering our 7th month on The Daily Bailey, and yesterday we received our 19th follower!! Welcome, Lynn! And thanks to all you readers for making my writing worthwhile!