Got a little deja vu today when I went to shell out some Captain Crunch with Crunchberries and Tate and Myka had landed their paratroopers next to the container. How many times did I do the same thing when I was their age? Many, judging by the cavities in my teeth. The girls don’t get the sugary stuff very often, but when they do I let them go big. Paratroopers? I love hucking those things toward the heavens and letting the girls try to catch them on the way down. For all you dad and mom types out there, thought you might enjoy.
