We had a rough week, so I made cookies. There's a big casserole pan on our counter now, full of cowboy cookies with chocolate chips, raisins, dates, and pecans. That helps.
In other news, at dinner Meg asked me for grapes. (She calls them "deeps.")
I said, "What do you say?"
She said, "I want to EAT!"
Lols.
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