You wish you lived in our neighborhood today. We made the best caramel corn ever for our May Day baskets. I was hesitant to try a recipe that misspells caramel. But I saved it to my Google Documents with the correct spelling, so next time I won't have to cringe when I open it.
Both kids were down with the ding-dong dash. Until one of our neighbors answered the door. Greta freaked out and followed at a distance around the rest of the neighborhood. Noah was fine on his own. The kid can sprint.
It wouldn't be fair to Noah if I didn't have one picture of Greta losing her cool on the blog. Here she is, after being asked to give up the last basket to our last neighbor.
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