Upon returning home after an event we do once a year, I played with Deutsch and Scout, then ran upstairs and changed from glam to sweats. Squidley got busy with a project in the kitchen, and the next thing I knew, I was told to sit at the table and close my eyes. The above is a photo of what appeared before me when I was told I could look. French Toast. Yippee!
So, we are tired and are ready for the beddy bye.
Nighty night, everyone.
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