Christmas market season has begun here in Germany, and last weekend we headed "downtown" to check out the festivities in our little village. I gave the kids a couple of Euros for s'mores and they raced off to hang out with friends in front of a bonfire.
Yesterday S started animatedly recalling B's sticky adventures and that it was amazing that he didn't throw up after eating so much junkfood.
"Wait-- how many marshmallows did he eat?!"
S started counting thoughtfully and ticking off his fingers: "... four, five, six"
"Six marshmallows?! Yuck-- that would probably have been enough to make me throw up!"
"What?! NO! He ate six portions! That's 18 marshmallows and 42 cookies!"
6 comments:
huh? for real?
I'm afraid so. I wasn't there, but just the proud smile on B's face as S related the story was enough to convince me. They both thought it was cool!
How revolting!! :)
Sounds like someone's jealous...
Wait - they have s'mores in Germany?
Not anymore. B ate them all.
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