Last night was technically my “turn” to go to home group, since Jenn went last time, but I wasn’t feeling that great so I stayed home. Lucky for me… As we were enjoying our snack of ice cream (Lindsay says it like om-on, for some bizarre reason) and raisins, she managed to pull another one out of the bag - literally. Usually she reaches into the bag of raisins and grabs a heaping handful of ‘em, cramming some of them into her mouth and dropping most of them. This time, she reached in and pulled out just one. She held it up between her thumb and forefinger and says, “One.”