A week or so ago our dear father graciously invited his two youngest daughters to accompany him to The Cannery
We were on the road by 5:30am.
Hanna fell asleep in a lawn chair in the back of the van and didn't survive Piccolo Corner.
However, we revived her when we arrived.
She got to cover her 1-day-old-pierced-ears with bandaids.
(I, personally, would have loved to find bloody earrings in my canned beans)
For the next 5 hours Nah and I stared at this conveyor belt of green.
I still have dreams of those small aliens floating by...
Remember how counting sheep puts you to sleep? Green beans flowing by at a steady even pace at 6am has the exact same effect. Except even more so, because sheep don't even put you to sleep.
Enjoy your LDS Green Beans, folks!