My kitchen was filled with the smell of Sopa Paraguaya
baking in the oven for tomorrow's lunch guests.
Our porch was filled with boys and legos
and happy Spanish chattering.
One bed was filled with our sick little boy,
getting some healing rest.
I guess the only thing that wasn't filled was the
gas tank for the oven. It, of course, ran out right
in the middle of the Sopa Paraguaya baking!
But my husband, filled with joy at the opportunity
to serve :), ran and got more!
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