Naughty, but delicious. Last week we had a Cannon/Behunin Christmas gathering at Steve and Candee's home.
We did a kids' dollar gift exchange. I feel torn on kids' gift exchanges because it always, and I do mean ALWAYS, ends in tears. It's usually my kids in tears. This year was no exception. It was Elinor, bless her heart. She opened a little set of rackets and a ball. She quickly traded them away for an glitzy "ipod" that played horrific electronic music at an outrageous volume (It since mysteriously disappeared). Shortly after making the trade, regret set in. She didn't know how much wanted that racket set. It was too late though, the deal was done. The tears began to flow. Every single year. Without fail.
I don't know what Clark is doing to Bethany. Sometimes it is best not to ask until there are tears.
They were good brownies.
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