You know, we've never been the most serious of families... we joke around a lot, do silly things to make each other laugh, and generally don't act our age most of the time. But I don't know what got into us this afternoon - after arriving back home from a quick trip to the drug store and the grocery store (and to Starbucks, because hey - it was right next door), I tossed a balled up plastic grocery bag at Chris in mock frustration over something silly. He grabbed another one and threw it at me. So I grabbed a third and lobbed it off his head. Can you see where this is going? By the time it was over, Sophie had gotten in on the action and all three of us were chasing each other around the dining room pelting one another with balled up grocery bags like it was some kind of off-season snowball fight. The cats were alarmed... but what the heck, at least we had fun!