This Christmas I put in an order for an apron. Mind you this isn't just any apron that I ordered. I requested a June Cleaver-esque apron. I think my Mom thought I was crazy. However, on Christmas Day, I discovered the my request had been fulfilled. She had made the perfect apron. (I'm sure she wishes that I had taken an interest in sewing. If I had, she wouldn't have to continually fill these kinds of strange requests.)
The apron didn't turn me into June Cleaver, trust me! However, it sure is fun to wear on Sundays after church.
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