However. On occassion, I do believe it is prudent, especially when one is dealing with such a far out tale, as yesterday's Tortise and Hare story turned out to be. Oh, that I would have had the sense to photo journal that little series of events, but alas, who knew it would be such a comedy? (I therefore release myself from any blogospheric guilt.)
So, as proof that the aforementioned tale truly did occur, I submit to you the handiwork of my eldest daughter, an artisian, a tender heart before the Lord. As you can see, her heart is full of love ~ for two individuals in particular.
:)
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But I wonder... in your land of bliss... did your dc actually clean up the cookie mess?
:-)
Thankfully my artisan (& I) can't eat aforementioned cookies so we don't bake or decorate or use that recipe that totally messes up the whole kitchen!
Enjoy your full home... this too shall pass.
How sweet.
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