Today's schedule was severely skewed by last night's Bama-Penn State game. After a late wake-up and breakfast, a really late lunch, and a short nap, we were at a loss about dinner. We weren't hungry at dinnertime but knew that we couldn't put Elliott to bed without something to eat. So we foraged and had the most whacked-out dinner ever: parfaits of Greek yogurt, mandarin oranges, and wheat germ. Dessert consisted of cut watermelon. (I think there was a banana in there somewhere as well.)
In other fun food news, I just discovered this photo on my phone. A few weeks ago at La Paz, I looked over at Elliott's plate and saw that he had made a ring of chips ALL THE WAY AROUND his plate. By the time I got out my phone, he had started eating them one by one. Ummm, OCD much, Elliott?
