She did it! Yeah! Mals managed to stay dry for well over 24 hours. She is well on her way to her a second day with a well deserved reward. She has chosen the to go to the play park if all goes well. So my faith is restored. I am becoming more positive that she will not be wearing a pullup underneath her gown at her high school graduation.
In other news, we drove to Topeka today to pick up a street bike(motorcycle) for Devin. I am not sure who is more excited, father or son. Devin has not seen it and probably will not for awhile. He is still as Grandpa's. He has a new job at a motorcycle shop in Garden City, so I do not know when he plans on coming home. I think the only person he misses right now is Mal. That will probably be the biggest draw to come back to KC.
Ernie brought 5 HUGE zucchini home the other night. I thought I would make zucchini bread to take to the hospice house. I wanted to try out my recipe first because it has been ages since I have used it. I was VERY disappointed and think I will end up scrapping it all. Aaah, the project took me like two hours and now I feel like it was a major waste of time. I hate that, and to think with that two hours I could have been taking a nap. Looks like the hospice house will be getting good old Toll House Cookies instead.
Time to go. Supper to cook and laundry to do and of course we have a playground to go to!
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Yay for Mallorie! 24 hours is HUGE :). I guess she just needed some motivation.
As for the zucchini, I just made this recipe last week. It was really good, and a great way to use up the zucchini.
Good for Mallorie! In the picture it looks like people than just Mallorie were enjoying ice cream. ha.
Devin is working at a motorcycle shop. That sounds like a good job.
We've done the distance traveling for motorcycles....or I should say Randall and the boys have. Once they have the fever, it seems there is no distance far enough to keep them from a good buy for a motorcycle. But ask them to travel for any other reason and you would think I was torturing them. Gee.
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