"Was it the s'mores or the pretty red trees or the tin foil dinners, or the big fire?" [I was sure she'd pick the s'mores. She had even told the ranger what s'mores ingredients we brought.]
Sage didn't have to think for long. "Nope, Mommy. It was the chips."
Maybe next time I want to plan a special event for Sage I'll just take her out to the backyard to eat Baked Lay's.
For the record, Sage does love s'mores. What kid doesn't love a 3-in-1 sugar fest?
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oooo, sounds fun. Let me know whenever you guys want to do nutella smores again, we're game ANYtime.
The chips! I am therefore responsible for Sage's happy camping trip (since I mooched them out of Mom and Dad's food storage). How fortunate that they were enough to outweigh all the awful falls she had.
Baked Lay's are my favorite too Sage. Make room for me in the backyard.
s'mores and chips...why do I crave the unhealthy things, and not green leafy veggies like a friend from Indiana (Allyson Smith) does? well, i'm far from being Allyson, and far from craving veggies, but I'm willing to eat them in order to justify my chocolate habits!
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