My side of the wall

I had bought a bunch of red plastic cups for my party because, let's face it, if it's not a child's birthday (with themed cups bearing the images of cartoon characters) or a dinner/hot beverage gathering, you need red plastic cups or it's not a party. I cleaned up most of the mess last night and left out the stack of unused cups. Brianna took that as an invitation to build herself a pyramid. Amazing how nobody has to instruct us to construct sculptures out of garbage, it's almost an instinct. Yet somehow, serious recycling seems to be a relatively novel concept. Lamesauce.