Mushmallows

Just remembering the fun times when the kids were much younger. I would sneak up to their door and open it and begin to bombard them with marshmallows. I still remember the delight on their faces. Great memories!
Then, at a much earlier time, I must have been very young. I was next door at my friend, Karen's house. Her mother was at work, if I remember correctly. The marshmallows were in the highest cupboard in the kitchen. Of course we climbed high to get them. We called them "mushmallows" in those days...