Well, not quite but Kevin, Margaret and Michael did seem to enjoy a trip to Wallingford playground in the sun. We cooked a mountainous brunch that I personally ate most of. I’d like to blame it on my 20-mile bike ride that morning but I fear pure gluttony (and possibly Kyla’s exceptional conserves) are really to blame.
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