Not so-ful anymore

We have a regularly scheduled monthly gathering at our house with friends. The kids play with a babysitter, and Ian and I enjoy the company of some of our favorite grownups for an afternoon of fun and laughter. And food!

This month, however, Ian forgot to send out the usual reminder email, and due to a number of flukes, many people couldn't meet yesterday afternoon. The babysitter was already on the way, however, so Ian and I decided to use the time to do something that we couldn't have easily done while attending the girls. We began to clean out our wall-to-wall cluttered garage to prepare for the garage sale I keep threatening to have.

Hours after we began, the sitter came out with the girls to find out whether they might all go across the street to play at the park for awhile. Fiona was astounded to discover that she could actually see the floor in our garage! Her eyes lit up with something that looked like promise and possibility, and she exclaimed, "It's very run-ful and play-ful now! I love it!" as she capered around the open space. She was loathe to go to the park for a moment, but recovered herself soon enough once it dawned on her how stiflingly hot the garage actually was at that very moment.