When I asked Isaac what he wanted to do for the evening of his homecoming, he said "Eat macncheese and play battleship." So, behold, macncheese and battleship:
So, in today's round of Rachel vs. The Morning, The Morning tromped up one side and down the other of my puny self. Luckily, we get to go another round tomorrow. And I've got a feeling that I might kick up a fuss this time. Kick a little Morning butt this time.