The Good Days

This morning me and kids are eating breakfast in the camper.

Kids are eating a waffle with syrup.

Mallory: Mom, remember when you use to put that black peanut butter (Nutella) on my waffle?

Me: Yes.  I don’t have any.  I need to go to the store and get some.

Mallory:  Those were the good days.

Seriously!!  She says that!

Sometimes I wonder… do I talk like that?  Does she get that stuff from me? 

Max has been on a kick of yelling “No kidding!” and slapping his leg when he sees something shocking or we tell him something.  I wondered where he ever picked that up from.  Then!  I heard Jesse say it!  Except Jesse didn’t give a leg slap with it.  The leg slap is a Maxwell touch. 

Our neighbors have left to go see their kids & grand kids out in California.  Before they left they asked us to stay in their house while they were gone.  We haven’t stayed there – but we do use their house to cook meals and today I took them over there because it is RAINNING and wanted them to burn off some energy and play toys over there.  They have a back bedroom that literally looks like a toy store.

Mallory found the barbies and horses.  Max found the animals and barn.  I found the puzzles.  Kept us entertained until lunch/nap time.

Very thankful to have such awesome neighbors that they give us their house!!