On this day, Richelle spent most of the day in her studio until the three children were almost home, when she finally put down her brush with satisfaction.
Well, not bad. After not holding a brush for so long, there wasn't any feeling of rustiness.
On the contrary, she had painted her most satisfactory and spirited piece in over a year.
The three children brought back some snacks today, which were the products of their home economics class at school.
The students were to bring them home for their families to taste.
Richelle and Grandpa Clarkson, who had just returned home, savored them with some tea and ate quite a few. As a result, they didn't eat much for dinner.
The three children thought they were not feeling well. Timmy even took the initiative to check their pulses and confirmed that they were fine before happily eating their meal.
"With little Doctor Timmy in our family, we can't even pretend to be sick for sympathy!"
Grandpa Clarkson joked with a smile.
