Tonight Kate came and asked if I'd like her to make me somethign to eat. In my delightfully er... grumpy fashion of the evening I pouted and said I was fine and would figure something out later. She thought for a minute then asked if I could handle ramen noodle soup if the noodles were broken up really well. I just finished swallowing it down. Sure enough, I did need it. It may have been an excuse to stay up later, but I'm thankful for daughters who think of helping me even when I don't make it easy. via Facebook
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