It's a little late, I know. Today was a busy day.
We went to visit my Grandad (dad's dad) this morning. He has been declining in health for quite some time now, and hasn't spoken much in about a year. In the last few days, however, he has been trying to speak a bit more.
The absolute best part of our visit was him clearly saying "Molly."
It was so beautiful.
He held her and we could all tell he enjoyed it so much.
A true Friday high.
We had some macarons (as previously mentioned here) last week when my mom was here.
Oh, and the big brown ball? That's a chocolate bomb. DEElish.
Tuesday was a good day.
That is all.