While Huxley was napping, we finger-painted *and* then made cookies. I was a little weirded out by the whole messy-hands thing (I kept wiping my hand on my pants, of course), but it was pretty fun.
I visited my friend Lisa at the firetruck house. It was kinda scary at first, but I was brave enough to hang out in the ambulance for a while. Maybe next time I'll sit in the firetruck.