My seafaring young'un and her Goggy won a ship-building contest.
Mr. Honey and I got to visit with her on the phone this afternoon, but she couldn't talk long. She was going to tea in the Amber Palace.
La, di, and very definitely dah. ;o)
Oh, but they did not win the yacht race. They let the other yacht win.
I miss her. Every time I talk to her she says, "Mommmmeeeeeeee!" I think she misses me, too. She's coming home soon.