Singing Banana

Meet the singing banana.  He's got swagger.  It's cold outside, so he keeps cool without any effort.  Fortunately, I'm knocking out Juro Spiders left and right with my trusty salt rifle.  Also, there's a bridge in the back yard, a gift for Mom.  We're working towards a new script for Sunday, so I think this banana will like that.  He wasn't there for Maddie's taekwondo leadership tonight, although I was.  I think this singing banana just started going for a walk, singing as he went down the sidewalk, and he just kept singing his banana tunes off into the sunset.  If you see him, tell him we said hello.  We miss him, but we get it.  A singing banana's gotta' sing.

We read tonight, and we prayed, and then we slept well.