the great marshmellow attack

We had a wonderful time at the homeschool toga party. We wrestled like Romans (that would be twister), we wore togas-with little bears on them, long jumped and of course catapulted. I learned that togas are wonderful to nurse discreetly in. Who knew? I don't know how that knowledge will help me in my daily life, but I appretiated it for the night.

There is nothing so heartwarming as seeing your darlings shooting marshmellows at each other.