There is something very relaxing about being at Mom and Dad's house. I sleep heavily, rousing so slowly it takes me a minute to remember where I am.
It's been a quiet Saturday, overcast, rainy and windy.
I made snickerdoodles, round 2. Instead of margarine, Mom had butter, which made them much more textbook looking and, I think, tastier. Time to lay in some butter supplies.
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