Thursday, October 1, 2009
I may appear awake in this photo, but I am most definitely running on fumes. I let Huck go to long and he turned to the dark side for a bit (i.e., sticking hands in plant dirt, opening off limits cupboards, putting toys in the dog water). He ate a HUGE dinner and then walked and walked and walked around the house. He is getting so good at walking. After he fell asleep, I really wanted an ice cream sundae, but was satisfied with some microwave smores. I have always considered a smore a comfort food, but it never seems to beat out the mac and cheese or mashed potatoes on the lists. I can't believe there is a single soul that could continue being depressed or melancholy with a warm and gooey, chocolate filled smore in their hand! Hope you have a good Thursday!
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Now I know how I'm going to start my day!
Your mom
The only thing that looks bette than the smore is you - you look marvelous! tga
Ah, makes me remember "baby's first s'more" at the BBQ.
-k
The rootbeer float sounded amazing! That is a comfort food fo' sho!
Can't say I've ever had one away from the campfire -- great idea!
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