Some people have worse childhood memories of being lost...or hungry....or alone. What is my sons worse childhood memory? When he was four I baked goods to sell to pay for his little sisters homebirth. I made banana nut bread, sliced it and then sandwiched two pieces together with a big spoonful of butter cream icing. He never got one of the sandwiches....I sold them all. He got the left over end pieces. (eye roll)
Posted on: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 23:28:09 +0000