Earlier this week, I phoned home from work and talked to Maddie. She told me that she and daddy were getting ready to have a picnic lunch in the play tent in the basement. Now if that doesn’t warm the cockles of your heart, then you must be heartless. Or at least cockle-less.
When I got home from work, I discovered that they’d taken pictures. C’mon, surely it’s GOTTA be warming those cockles NOW…
