Picture is worth a thousand words

Am I getting that old saying right? A picture is worth a thousand words? Well, I don't have a thousand, but maybe a few.
This is a picture of Genea having lunch. On this particular day, she was desperately trying to keep herself in the good and out of trouble. She wanted something, to go to her friends house I think. Genuine smile there hey? Looks like her face is gonna' crack. Yikes!
So since she is being calm and quiet, our cat for the very first time, went to share her seat. This is Boo Boo, cat of compulsions and habits. He is a cranky old man these days.
The jade colored can has sugar in it. The Husband insists, insists, that no one will eat the generic uncolored undyed un- sugar- bombed toy-less and fun-free cereal that I buy without adding heaps of sugar. He considers it child abuse to even consider presenting it to our children as food. Naturally he left the can on the table from earlier. Or even the night before. Oh, and btw, the kids do too eat it, and naked. I mean the cereal is naked, not them.

Our handy dandy dust- buster sits on the floor next to the table. Actually it lays on the floor closest to Teena's chair. Cuz that is where most of the busting needs to happen. If my children were vacuums, they would be Dyson and Dirt Devil. Guess who is who lol.
And, my favorite part of the picture is the ginormous tower of paper on the right. It starts in the little white bin on the bottem. These are Genea's papers from school. Seriously. Every single day we have a minimum of 5 papers, and up to 15 or so on occassion. Art projects, practice sheets, newsletters, notes from the teacher. Market Day catalogs, book catalogs, mini- books, hats and hat bands. Every day when Genea gets home we go through her back pack and pull out all the papers they sent. Unless I directly need it, it all goes into the pile. She is the Princess of Pack Rats this kid, do not dare even hint that you are not going to treat her precious piece of important, crucial to the continuation of life, crap like a piece of crap. She would be crushed and the sound of her howl will echo in your ears until the end of your days. OH- and this pile is only from December. After the first semester, and after I realized how much paper would be coming home, I told her to pick a few things, 2 or 3, that were important to her to save and we were going to pitch the rest. Genea being Genea, (ie, don't try to find the logic, just go with it) she didn't want any of them. Sure, just huck them all. (although now that I am thinking about it, I bet she took one look at Junk Tower and thought, hell no I am not going to spend my whole day on that!)
Yes, I have silly placemats that feature catsup and hamburgers. They were on clearance at Target. The glass is from my Fiesta Ware collection. I had 8 of the small and 8 large in chartreuse. I now have 5 and 4 left. Oh well, who needs it. I am sure college will be less expensive in the future and we won't need these investments. (YES, they are TOO investments, just like my handbags)I am continuing my other investment strategy in curios from Dollar Tree, where I have much more to show for my money than any silly stock.