
McKenna is desperate to get her family back to normal. Bailey had a sleepover at a friend's house last night and so this morning was eerily quiet at the Frandsen Fun House.
As McKenna walks into the office with a handful of change from Mark's change jar this is the conversation:
Mom: Hey, what are you doing with that?
McKenna: Maaaayyyybbbeee if we pay Daddy, he will come back! I bet Billy (that's Bailey) will come back too, she likes money! We just need to go outside and yell out to them! Come on . . . let's go!
Great idea Firecracker (new pet name because . . . well . . . it's perfect)


So I followed through with my truffle promise and here are the results. Rich, creamy, mouthwatering, heartfelt, chocolate bliss and enough to spread around to my other lonely friends of deployed husbands and good friends that are willing to help me out. Something has to ease the throws of separation, calories from chocolate, they're free when they are for therapy (at least that is what I keep telling myself). And look Mark, a whole new use for all my scrapbook paper, see, there is a reason for the forest that has been cut down on my behalf:


Oh, and a very Happy Valentine's to my man with the hands! I love you!