Came down to breakfast and saw there were already several half-eaten bananas on the table... obviously, a day to make banana bread.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Knocking
When we left for the playground this morning, the police were again knocking on the door the next house over. One knocking, in uniform no body armor visible, one watching, in body armor, and one plains clothes rattling the backyard gate.
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