To Mamoo's House We Go

We go to my mom's house about once a week or so. She lives pretty close by. She also tends to go by the name "Mamoo", which was bestowed upon her by Merrick when he couldn't say "Grandma", and it's just stuck. And as it should be, the kids get away with lots of shenanigans while at Mamoo's place.

This time? They got into a stash of FunDip supplied by Mamoo's sister (and neighbor). Well, the older two. The littlest only got into the bagels, and the bananas, and the cheerios...ok, and maybe just a taste of the FunDip. But that was not my doing.

Mamoo likes to do a little bit of spoiling, which is what Mamoos should do. I think the FunDip was a success. Maybe a little bit more sour than some people were expecting, but successful nonetheless. And then there is always the gum stash (Mamoo has a neverending gum stash in her purse) that gets raided on the way out the door to go home. This time only one person ended up with it stuck all over themselves by the time we got home. A successful trip all around. ;)