I don't know about you guys, but if all planes were filled with Oreos, I'd fly a lot more often. :)
The real scoop is that these are plastic Oreos. They're part of a shape sorter game that Andrew has.
He's big into putting things into containers lately. Unfortunately, the 'container' is sometimes my hand and the 'thing' is sometimes a chewed up pretzel. Not nearly as cute as Oreos in a plane.
Hi, Ruthanne.
ReplyDeleteYou don't know me. We have never met. But I look at your wonderful blog almost every day and love reading about you and Andrew.
I am a single mom who adopted my daughter Grace from Guatemala. She came home this March.
I can relate to so much of what you choose to share about your life with Andrew. I am so happy for you as you seem like the perfect match!
I also have a blog and would like to invite you to read it:
http://howdoyoumeasureayear.blogspot.com
Please visit us!
ROFL AMEN!
ReplyDelete