Goodbye Gladstone

Goodbye Gladstone

This morning I was on breakfast duty. Belinda had picked up some bacon, eggs and pancake mix yesterday, and I was in charge of ensuring we didn’t end up at McDonalds for breakfast. After a few minutes trying to work out the stove top, I was underway. The kids enjoyed the freedom of being able to travel the elevator from floor to floor, to visit Grandma or Uncle Brad and Aunty Kellie. So I sent them to collect a second…

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