My child, my dogs, my tea.

I do not believe that my child is going to sleep as was previously agreed upon. Instead, I hear her belting out Disney princess love songs from her bedroom while the 2 dogs are fighting like pit bulls over a rope chew toy at my feet, and the cat is sitting beside me trying to drink my tea. These are the things we do when we're not swallowing dimes at the Pinkie house.
The kids finished their homework in my classroom after school, since we have about 40 minutes of waiting in my classroom for no apparent reason time that we have to kill. It was really cool to have that out of the way.
Once we made it home, I threw some chicken legs and wings wrapped in bacon slices into a baking dish with some pats of butter (yes, I am asking for blocked arteries), sprinkled some spices on, sliced some potatoes, onion and carrots, tossed it all in the baking dish, and wham-o. Some seriously delish supper was served. We had biscuits, a green salad, and fried squash with it. Tasty, I tell you. PDaddy took the boys to scouts tonight, so Sophy and I played Kitty School for about a half hour while we waited for Dancing with the Stars to come on. Oh, I love Warren and Kim, but I don't dare breath such to Sophy as she is totally rooting for Derek and Brooke. Not that she watches the show. She spends each dance number doing the equivalent of the "Walk Like an Egyptian' move across the living room.
Once the guys made it home, we threw them in the shower, read a library book, and heard tale upon tale of the bike races that they had at scouts tonight with a random bout of boomerang throwing which made Jack's life. We then had a tiny snack before hustling the kiddos off to bed.
Sorry to cut this short. It would seem that my tapeworm is malnourished, so I'm off to feed him a bowl of Cookie Crisp. Poor guy.