Ain’t That Nice?

I awoke the other morning to the smell of baking bread and when I went to change the baby’s diaper, I found a note saying, “Bread will be done at 8:30 a.m.. Take it out, let it cool, then eat it with some butter and jam. Love, FR.”

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