"Last year, you thought I was kidding, and you bought me a cake. Now I mean it. I want you to make me a cake." Their poor little stricken faces. For cryin' in a bucket, I didn't ask for raspberry cordial. I think, though, they'd sooner have jumped on building an automobile from scratch.
They did it. And they did a right fine job — especially for a couple of young manly men, who are happiest in a tree stand or studying Constitutional law.
Gotta love those sons.
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord. ~Psalm 127:3a
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Perfectly, beautifully, wonderful!!
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