-We buy peanut butter by the huge bucket at Sam's. You know the one I'm talking about. It's as long as my torso. Last week we got to the bottom of the bucket. When Jack saw it he said, "Mom, it's like all the love has left our house." Thankfully, we got more peanut butter. We can't lose all the love from our house.
-Andrew was talking to someone at the soccer field the other day. They asked him how old he was. He said 4 and held up four fingers. He then said, "when my thumb comes out on my next birfday I'll be five." Sweet boy.
-My mom makes this delicious "salad" on holidays. I use the word salad loosely. It has whipped cream, marshmellows, jello and fruit. She affectionately calls it Fluff. Andrew loves it! He asked for some this morning at 9:30. I think fluff is a perfectly acceptable salad at this time of the day. Plus, he told me it is delicious and yummy in his tummy. How could I resist?!?
-Someone stole our basketball goal from our Paris house this week. Stole it. Out of our driveway. They picked the wrong neighborhood to mess with. I live near the most vigilant neighbors ever. When our friend began to investigate the theft my neighbors already knew who did it and had driven by the house where it was taken to. Wrong neighborhood, kid. My Paris neighbors have our back even when we don't live there anymore!! ;-)
On a side note...our house is still for sale. If you buy it you will get some of the best neighbors EVER!!