…would still hold my entire heart. Look what I found once upon a night when I was preparing for my trip and riddled with anxiety:
Gracie and Bee declared it the coolest thing evah and pouted that I wouldn’t let them put it in their treasure box. Instead I baked it (with some very tasty barbecued chicken) and gave each of the girls half of my heart(-shaped potato). Mmmm….potatoes by any other name and in any other shape would still taste as nummy. Yes, indeed.
