Chilluns and 'Chaladas.

Belly's back up at Camp Grandma'npa. This morning she tried on Ducknik's clothes and ended up in a Guelaguetza cowboy hat. She also helped The Great Plotnik empty the dishwasher.



This morning she and The Great PD came into the Great Bedchamber to play a bit in front of the mirror. PD is getting very good at untangling her hair.



Last night, she tried to see if she was as tall as Auntie B yet.



The Great FiveHead was allowed a few seconds of quiet to read a magazine, but then was finally convinced to do her Baron Davis imitation.




Dinner was a plate of incomparable Great Plotchaladas with a green tomatillo enchilada sauce made from tomatillos, Oaxaca smoked chiles and epazote, then filled with Queso Oaxaca and covered with Queso Cotija. These were the best Plottie has ever made and he's still trying to figure out why.



And of course, when everyone was so full that it was impossible to move, out came Ducknik's Kentucky Cherry Pie.