No...You Can Not Make S'Mores

I went to Ashley's last night to make some S'Mores. Holy crap..those things were sooooo good! The title of this post is a little joke we have between me, Ash, mom & our cousin, Caroline. When we were in Tennessee years ago, I think we had gotten on mom's last nerve. I can't imagine why! Ok, now that I'm a mama, I totally see why. One night we begged her to let us make S'Mores & she looked at us with her "mom" look (upper lip curled under...you know she was irritated) & said, "No! You Can Not Make S'Mores!" So for some reason, we always think about that. I imagine what my kids are going to say about me.

Well, mom joined us in making the S'Mores & we didn't get in trouble.

Aaron with mom's burnt MM's

Trev, Ash & Aaron

Sissy's

Nothing like a roaring fire on a hot July night!

Duane enjoying his MM's

Me, Mom & Ashley

This will be Trevor's baseball card