I was thinking the other day how badly some of my sinks needed step-stools to accommodate the short people in my life. And these showed up. They are wicked-awesome and decorator-approved. And if I ever wonder if Karsten and Taegan love me I can go look at the stools. And then i wondered what it would be like to have my mother live with me. And poof, here she is: She looks a little grumpy in this picture and I caught her "mid scratch" but I think she's pretty content.
