Marcia Kirwan Standley Papers

Yesterday I baked a cake, which was fine, because I used a "never-fail" mix, but the frosting recipe must have been a misprint, also I had the wrong kind of sugar. The top of the cake has the texture & durability of a cement driveway, but it doesn't taste bad, if you like crunchy frosting.

She gets fruit in her cereal now, & last night I tried prunes, & then we went over to the Hunts. While we were there, the prunes made their second entrance into this world, & when I had rinsed out the diaper & wrung it, the daschund Fritz took that diaper for her own. First she put it on her bed & sat on it, & when I threatened to repossess it, she removed it to the living room. Mike finally talked her out of it. Her interest in diapers is an entirely different kind than Jeff's. She really would have rather had the baby, but we didn't let her get close enough to find out what for. This morning She had bananas & oatmeal & loved it. We won't try prunes again until tomorrow. We use that spoon that Rosemary Gossman gave her. It's really nice. By the way, I'm way behind