Olive You.

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.