Last night we wrapped up another busy weekend, and I was digging around the cabinets to find something to make for dinner. Pete was sitting at the counter while I put water on to boil and Ellie quickly appeared at his feet saying, "up, up!"
So, much, much sooner than I ever anticipated, we were eating dinner at the peninsula. I got a little teary-eyed when I took this photo. This is the exact kind of thing we imagined when we first discussed removing the wall between the kitchen and the dining room.
Ellie was more than a little pleased with herself. She was also hungry. Which equals grumpy. So Pete began filching olives for her from a nearby bowl.