Ash Wednesday is not supposed to be the most fun of holidays, but we managed to have quite a nice time. I came home from work early and had dinner (poached fish) waiting on the table. After dinner, we rushed off to church to get ashes. It was a long service, but we were seated in what I lovingly refer to as the toddler ghetto -- an area to the side of the regular seats that has a little extra space for the kiddos to wander around. And after that -- well, we didn't give up ice cream for lent, so we decided to go to Cold Stone for a little ice cream. Alex found a penny on the floor and put it in the tip jar, which engendered a little serenade from the ice cream jockeys. All in all, a fun, fun evening.