Greek Festival

We went to the Greek Festival yesterday, and the kids seemed to have a good time...well, except for the sulky 10yo, who had his fill of Greek music and watching his sisters dance.  The children ate chicken fingers and fries, because you know how the Greeks are famous for those. Wesley and I had the souvlaki (pork skewers amazingly seasoned) and Greek potatoes, which were delicious.  I was trying to be good to make up for recent indiscretions, so I didn't try the Baklava sundae, or the Greek donuts, much to my stomach's disappointment.

Look at this child's bangs.  She cut them herself.

Sophie met a friend from school.  I'm so proud of her.  She's really coming out of her shell.  She ran up to him and hugged him every time we saw him.

 There's that tongue that the women in my family are required to stick out when concentrating.