Wow! When did September show up on my doorstep? Well, as a parting shot to August:
There is just something magical about eating a snow cone on a hot day in August.
That is until you take that first bite and remember that you can’t stand snow cones!
Thanks to Dan’s work for an awesome family BBQ! I didn’t have worry about my kids eating dinner after all the other goodies they provided; I just had to survive the sugar rush that followed!
I love Garrick's face. He's like, "That's not milk, woman!"
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