Sundays are for cookies. That is something I firmly believe in. A Sunday with out cookies is hardly a Sunday at all. We woke up early Sunday morning to make a bunch of cookies of course it was fast Sunday so smelling the baking cookies all morning was a little anticlimactic. But after church it was pretty nice to have all these cookies waiting to be frosted. So I would say it was worth it.
This last week in my primary class I found out I have a little secret admirer. Ok maybe not so secret. One of the kids drew a picture of him and me and a big red heart. Then when he found me sitting waiting for Jason after church and he asked me to come home with him and when I told him I had to wait for my husband and go home with him, he told me that my husband had probably already left and I should just come over to his house. Luckily Jason came right then.. or we may have had a problem.
Ha. Kids.
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