Sunday Dinner OT

 It's full-on Fall at this point, which means the freshly sharpened pencil smell has faded a bit and report cards are on the horizon. Young Codco once didn't hand in her assignments for French class, received an F but intercepted the mailed mid-term report before the elder Codcos saw it. By the end of term, I'd sorted myself out and somehow got away with it. Anyone else pull report card shananigans?

The next week may be a little stressful, what with everything, so here are some photos from a book about knitting sweaters for dogs.   

I just want to snuggle them all and their handsome sweaters.