Amish food

This is actually a picture from Fayetteville and has nothing to do with today's blog thoughts, but I thought it would be a good one to share with the world(or at least the world that reads this blog). Smile, people! My mom and I ventured South on I-75 today for some prime outlet shopping and delectable Amish food. When I say "Amish food", of course what I really mean is "Amish desserts". Oh, to be cursed with the love of food! Primarily, I am smitten with any dessert with a chocolate and peanut butter combination(I won't even delve into the fluffy whip cream topping). And here is where my pathetic state starts to unravel before your eyes(and Mike starts to groan in misery because he thinks he doesn't have these attatchments to food and thinks my cravings are really over the top). Trey really liked my pie which he calls "cake" and said "mmm-MMMM". After that tasty detour, on we went to the outlet mall. We probably walked a mile with that should-be-tossed-out-of-a-ten-story-building stroller in the slight drizzling rain. While I was perusing all of the things that I had no money to buy, I thought, "at least we are out of the house and the company's good". Trey was fascinated with the occasional bird and fountain(aka: huge bathtub) and Abe looked like a dog with his head stuck out the car window...completely mellowed by the breeze(as if he's not mellow enough!). My plan for Trey to nap on the way home wasn't really what he had in mind, so when we got home 3 hrs. later than his usual naptime, he was pretty peeved that he had to lay down. The toddler life is so rough sometimes. At least there is "key" to hold onto.