Sally made a flag cake by herself this morning. Isn't it darling? Henry is home too and we're going over to Olan Mills to have our Christmas picture taken. Our appointment is for 11 AM, which is a bad time because I didn't realize the date when I made the appointment. The session will start late because the town siren rings at 11 and everyone has to stop what they're doing and turn east, towards Europe, for a moment of silence. I'm especially missing Daddy today.