The other day, I saw her go walking by the kitchen with a box of stuff in her arms. I recognized it as all the little Christmas village stuff I bought at Dollar Tree a few years back. The last couple of years, I haven't even bothered to set it up. Well, someone noticed. So she decided to do something about it.
As she walked by, she said to me, "Don't come in my room."
Ummm, okay. I went on with what I was doing and forgot about it til she asked me to come see.
Libbyville has its own fire department.
It also has its own skating rink for Moms and Dads to have a date night.