Four and A HALF...Monday we celebrated the boys half birthday. When people ask how old they are I've been saying "four and a half" for a few weeks now, but Monday it was official. Growing up we never celebrated half birthdays...I only learned of this wonderfulness a year or so ago! We don't buy presents or anything like that, just do something special together. My original plan was to take them down to Cupcake {mainly because I am obsessed} but instead Tradd says ,"I want to go to the ice cream store that sells chicken." I tried to contain my giggles while I changed directions and headed for the giant ice cream in the sky.
ZESTO...has always had a special place in my heart. I grew up eating Zesto chicken....I never even knew they served burgers and hot dogs until I was old enough to pay for my own {which was just last year}. My daddy picked up a bucket almost every Monday night...Zesto and M.A.S.H reruns just go together. My best Zesto story? For one anniversary, my daddy gave my mom an emerald and diamond ring in her Zesto box. True love means Zesto.
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