Driving home last night D. asked M. how does she know she is real? In perfect form, she quips "daddy I know I am real because of three things; 1. I pick boogars from my nose 2. I fart and 3.(my personal favorite) I have chicken breath. " No explanations needed there I guess. It was a wonderful way to end our family fun day. Pictures above of the gnome house we built at the Live Oak Waldorf School Winter Faire we attended.