Pizza and a Sleepover

I just have to show off my friend Anissa's talent. Just look at her toss the pizza dough.

Please don't pay attention to the pile of tupperware in the background that needs to be returned to my mother-in-law or the sack of Valentine goodies that are just waiting for the class party next week. If you must look at them, at least know, I know they are there, otherwise you might think I don't keep a nice house.

After the Pizza...

Not growing up with a sibling close to my age, I never got to "share" sleepovers, or as my brother Tim might think, get in the way. JP has his friend and LJ gets to tag along.

Do you think I covered them enough?