It was always kind of a joke in my family that my grandparents - my father's parents - didn't believe in eating anything on Sunday night . . . Sunday dinner was a big meal, so who could possibly want anything else to eat?! Their son and grandchildren had other ideas. . .I suspect my mother was too polite to say what she thought.
Even this little squirrel knows that Sunday supper is important! She ate a whole black walnut before scampering back into the woods.
Hope you're having something delicious for Sunday supper, too!

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