I hope the candle was tasty!
Bill and Tom are home from the Diocesan Youth Conference. Bill went to bed.
Didn’t eat the candle. It was rather tasteless and waxy-feeling. The BD cake that was brought by the Sister Contingent has yet to be tasted.
However, I’ve pledged to find a doll, clothes, a tea set, and a backpack to keep them here for my great neice’s enjoyment while she’s visiting.
When they were getting ready to leave, she saw my new socks and managed to put one of them on me, then the shoe that matches the foot, and said, “Let’s go, Nana! Put your sock on!”