Footprints in Time

Tonight the entire house fell into its routines: Mom cooked dinner and caught up on housework (though I kept her busy most of the day), Dad continued to work on that darn paper, and Abby found new places to sulk (she managed to squeeze under her bed to hide from my crying).
I got to have a bath and listen to some Randy Newman songs (Randy singing, not Dad!).
I also got to make ink footprints on paper. It wasn't much fun because I wasn't allowed to put my feet where I wanted them to go! Hopefully, I can get Dad to scan them in and post them soon for all of you to see.