Fan Fun

 A series of unfortunate events that lead to lots of grease spilling off a homemade pizza inside our oven resulted in a lot of smoke in the air the next time I went to bake something. So, of course the smoke detector went off. Repeatedly. To an absurd degree. So, eventually I had to bring out a fan to blow things in the right direction for the sake of our sanity. This was fabulous news to our little runway model, who then played in the hallway for a very long time, letting the wind blow her hair and shirt and giggling and giggling and giggling.