This morning I have been baking! I am making pumpkin and apple pies. I already made chocolate chip cookies and will make Grandma's Bourbon Pound cake... so in the midst of flour and sugar and in my yukata, my eldest son, Paul calls from Utah. So not to miss talking to him, I have the phone on the table and bend over with my floured hands behind my back in order to chat. Myron couldn't resist the moment and took a pix. All this in preparation for tonight's Milonga... but I got to talk to my dear son..... Anna
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Papa needs to think on his feet... it was thoughtful of him to take a pic, but the RIGHT thing to do would've been to rubber-band the phone to your head.
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