A Tool for Good (You'll like this one, Deborah.)

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Overheard at the top of the stairs a minute ago:

Millie: I'll let you go down once you give me the password.

Ezekiel: Ummm.  Debbie and Rundy kiss.

Millie: Nope.

Zeke: Debbie and Rundy eat soup.

Millie: Nope.

Zeke: Mama and PAPA kiss.

Millie: Nope.

Zeke: Ummm.  Mama and Papa kiss while they're eating soup.

With that gem, of course she let him pass. (And now you know the secret password, too.)


Happiness is...15

I've always preferred odd numbers over even.  Fifteen years!

I've learned to like even numbers nearly as well, though, thanks to us two walking down here together with our eight.  Key lime pie, my Heart.