Sunday was popcorn delivery day. The boys sold a lot of popcorn and now we’re trying to deliver it. Charles managed to avoid the task by going off with Mom to look at Christmas trees, not normally a favored activity. It was a bit of work, but definitely went much faster than selling, since we only hit houses that had bought popcorn, not every house, and most of the people had already paid making drop off fast and easy. If only I could convince Corwin to look at people when he talks to them, instead of making an obvious effort to stare off somewhere else.