Our adventures were too numerous to recount all of them here (two days is a very long time and we already wrote the highlights in our sleepover journal), but I want to share with you the fact that I made pancakes for the very first time in my life. When I took the morning breakfast order, Alice was happy with Captain Crunch (thank goodness for mason jars and their long-term storage capabilities) but Brook said, "How about pancakes?" Luckily I had my trusty copy of How to Cook Everything--thanks to Jeff--and because there were kids coming, I had stocked up on extra milk (along with baloney and white bread.) Here is one of the first pancakes that I ever gave birth to:
And here are a couple of happy customers in my pancake restaurant (they were wonderfully kind about the fact that I didn't have any maple syrup--agave sweetener was an acceptable substitute):
We also made Native American longhouses and lived in them while we traded goods and services. Alice was a hunter/book dealer, I was a gatherer/storyteller and Brook traded blankets made to order. My gathering trips gave me a convenient opportunity to wash dishes and empty litter boxes, etc. and I brought back clementines from the dining room to share with all.
Here is our little village by Blue Carpet Lake (Alice lives under the recliner, I live on the couch and Brook owns the gorgeous mansion in the foreground--she is obviously the most successful person in the village and I think she could also make a living as an architect):
We also decided that we need to try to have sleepovers more than twice a year. Twice a year is not enough!
Don't forget to check out little Alice at Photo Tip of the Day.
