So Ophelia has definitely made herself at home. :) Not yet sure which of the two (Ammy or Ophelia) it is that is now running the household, but I know for certain that neither Tony nor I have that title.
And the best moment of the weekend:
This actually started with Ophelia making herself nice and comfortable on my daughter's head...not the most ideal sleeping arrangement.
And, thankfully, she has yet to attack my knitting. (Of course, one of the small balls which was left over from a previous project has become her play toy, which I am thinking is the main reason for this small mercy.)