Say Hello To My Little Friend

This was from a couple of weeks ago.

My mother sent down an air-powered marshmallow gun. Needless to say, that evening I went out for some 'ammo' in the form of a couple of 99-cent bags of mini-marshmallows.

It didn't take long for the boys to spot them on the counter. While Irene was home alone with the boys they got into them.

Tons of little marshmallows were spread across the floor with the boys double-fisting them into their mouths as fast as they could. The end result was their little mouths and noses were caked in a white powdery residue while they bounced off the walls for 20 minutes.

(those of you who were around in the 80's will see the humor in this)