The jar of sauce was still warm when Meg brought it home.
She couldn't wait to eat it. Mickey said he'd have to doctor it up before he ate it. He said they didn't put any sugar or cinnamon in it. Poor baby.
Something else that Meg came home with tonight was a braid in her hair. I couldn't believe it! I've been after her for months to let me do something with her hair. She has always vehemently refused and then run away. Somehow she got talked into letting one of her leaders play with her hair. The braid was no ordinary braid. It started on the side of her head and went up and over along her hairline, kind of like a headband. She liked the braid so much that when she showered later she washed her hair around it. I guess I'll have to get some braiding lessons from Sister L.