I can not remember the last time I had roasted marshmallows with my children. Luckily, my neighbors had the goods for the job and we were able to enjoy the warm, sweet, goo of marshmallows again. Another positive, no one poked their eyes out with sticks. That night when we got home I felt a slight drip in the back of my throat. The kids seemed to be coughing a little more too. I immediately went to the store to prepare for the allergy season that was approaching. Spring is great except for that pollen that makes my family and I miserable but makes the the world prettier. No problem....I'm prepared this year. I'm comforting.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
The Art of Marshmallow Roasting is not Lost
I can not remember the last time I had roasted marshmallows with my children. Luckily, my neighbors had the goods for the job and we were able to enjoy the warm, sweet, goo of marshmallows again. Another positive, no one poked their eyes out with sticks. That night when we got home I felt a slight drip in the back of my throat. The kids seemed to be coughing a little more too. I immediately went to the store to prepare for the allergy season that was approaching. Spring is great except for that pollen that makes my family and I miserable but makes the the world prettier. No problem....I'm prepared this year. I'm comforting.
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