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What was supposed to be an evening of baby sitting the nephew so his parents could celebrate their anniversary, changed when they decided to pick us and go to the town concert on the green instead!

I had made dinner and we were eating when I got the text that the plans had changed. Connor asked me, “Did you make this food?” “Yup!” “Did you make this salad?” “Yup!” “With your own hand?!?”

Spontaneous plan changes left my kitchen a mess, but the mess can wait. Memories of summer and family and ice cream and music and town folks and balloons don’t wait.