Mallory has been a little upset that Max commandeered her beloved high chair. So cute.



Looks like Clark toes to me. We Clark women can do amazing things with our toes, and consider them as important as our opposable thumbs. Welcome to the club, Mallory.

Cardboard Dreamhouse

I've been aching to make one of these things since I was seven. At my Grandpa Glover's house, we would get to use the packing boxes of his Matco Tools shipments for pretend houses. Sipping tang in the summer heat, filtered by the luxurious cardboard shading of my pretend dream house, was the best entertainment imaginable. Max and Mallory have spent hours with it, and I regret the day that I'll have to throw it out.





Grandma Glover told me once that she never thought I could get Jason out of a plaid shirt. He wore this shirt to my cousin Ricqelle's wedding, on our 1st date, and on Mother's day when we first met. I love it. So, we now pass the tradition on to little Max. Forever Plaid.