PORKHENGE
Today Paul and I had to go to court to appeal Henry's being deemed eligible for Waiver Services but not considered critical enough to actually receive those said services. Don't ask. It makes Jarndyce v. Jarndyce look cut and dried. Anyway, we were carrying on a little tense discussion of the pending appeal last night at dinner and completely forgot to monitor the boys for about two or three minutes. Hughie immediately sensing lack of parental control began playing with his food, but in a highly purposeful manner. As I was drawing breath to reprimand he announced gleefully "It's Pork-Henge!". It is hard to be the voice of stern authority when you really needed a good laugh anyway!