Here is my sister and my daughter making cookies together. I am thankful that they are doing this together, without my needing to be a bridge between them. They connected. Not that this is unusual, but I'm thankful for it anyway. And where was I? I was in the other room crocheting a hat for my daughter, which didn't fit when I was done. That's another story. The cookies turned out so delicious. And now they have a memory together.
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