Tie dye party.

Robert has already cemented his status as 'Father of the Year' after living through the incident with Vivian last month, but he earned a few more jewels in his crown this weekend.

The fifth grade at Dots's school has an end-of-school kickball tournament. Dots, having inherited her mother's lack of athletic ability, instead turned her attentions to team fashion and volunteered to tie dye t-shirts for all the girls in her class. Does anyone at her house know anything about tie dying? Does anyone at her house want to help with such an undertaking? Apparently when one has a fashion agenda to promote, such details are of not worthy of consideration.

By the time I learned of Dots's plan (Friday afternoon), three girls were slated to come to our house on Saturday, and eight more were either dropping off white t-shirts or sending them with a friend! As I feigned disgust at the lack of parental consultation, Dots replied nonchalantly, "Oh, I know Dad will help me."

Sure enough, after a 10-mile early morning hike, *Dad* went to Michael's to retrieve the necessary supplies and then set up a tie dye workshop in our backyard. He patiently instructed the girls and then supervised the production process.



I thought the t-shirts turned out really well!


(Note Vivian retreating inside after attempting to throw a ball at the finished shirts)