A few weeks ago we took the boys to get a Hawaiian Ice (snow cone). The flavor of the day was Mango Tango, which tickled Tyler’s fancy. Now what did Morgan want? White. That’s right, white. Not coconut, not vanilla or cream — he wanted a cup of plain snow. He was delighted with his flavorless choice and has asked to go back and get the white flavor of the day again.
About Me
I started this site so my mom could get news about her grandkids without me having to walk her through the process of trying to open and email attachment several times a week. Since then she has passed away and I’ve fallen off the blog wagon, but I’m inspired to pick it up again now.
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