Another night without Mark, Two more Christmas concerts for Micah, a afternoon volunteering at Judah's school, Four pans of Butterhorns, and Eight more flies killed.
We have been fighting with little tiny black flies in our home. They took over when we were away in Caronport and we have no idea where they are coming from. Everything has been scrubbed down and we tried putting out a glass of orange juice to entice them. Turns out our flies don't like fruit. They like Yeast. They hang out when I'm baking anything. The juice has only started to attract them today because it has started to ferment on our counter. That's right we have fermenting orange juice on our counter with a bunch of dead flies floating in it. I bet you wish you could come for supper this week.
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