The other day my sister and I went to a tent sale at BYU, expecting it to be for their craft and floral shop. We took our kids with us, which we both vow we'll never do EVER again after every shopping trip we take them on. But there we were begging them not to touch things. It didn't take us long to realize the sale was mostly lame stuff like old Women's Conference T-shirts, ball point pens, and floppy discs (really!) so we took the kids to the candy counter for gummy treats. On our way back to the car, the kids found the big ballroom with a little stage. It was a kids' paradise, and it was pulling them in like magnets to a fridge. So, we camped out there for awhile. Apparently while the kids were on the stage, they saw a worker there and when I got home, I found this note:
It was sealed and it hung around the kitchen unopened for a week or so (having not been delivered to whoever it was) and eventually I opened it to see what it was. When Hazel found it opened, she was determined to get it back into an envelope to get it to the anonymous worker. I asked if I could scan it first (since Daddy didn't get a chance to read it yet!) and she agreed. I didn't want you to miss out on a gem like this!