Peeper went over to T's house this afternoon, and T sent me a couple of photos while she was there. It seems that K and the neighbor boy P were "training" C and Peeper to gallop, roll down the hill, jump off the steps, stretch and other tricks.
When we picked her up, she told Shrike that she wanted mac and cheese for dinner, so after a bit of a consultation, I told her, "We don't have any mac and cheese at home. Would you like to go out somewhere that has mac and cheese? Maybe Red Robin?"
To which she replied, "Enchiladas are nice, too."
And of course, where there's enchiladas, there's ice cream, right across the parking lot.