I clipped this little photo out of a magazine, hmmm, I don't remember how long ago, because I felt strongly we should do something about this.
Scrabble was (is) my family game.
My siblings and I cut our baby-teeth on tile racks.
And we didn't consider ourselves as having truly reached adulthood until we beat Daddy at a game of Scrabble.
When I saw this clipping again today, I knew the time had come.
I got out my miniature lunchbox full of scrabble tiles.
And since I had the girlies (and an adopted Shoot) here, I asked them to help decide what our words should be.
They came up with some good ideas.
And then things deteriorated momentarily.
Until I cracked my whip to get them back on track.
And we found something we think is perfect for us.
Now all we need are some of those male-type Shoots with the big power tools.
Just one big happy family living life together.
As long as everyone does exactly as I say. Bwahahaha!