One of my favorite childhood treats. If we were really good, my dad would give us a slap stix. He would sometimes say, "Since I don't get to slap you for being bad..." haha Love it. Today, after dropping Hilary off to ISU (bitter sweet) my mom and I arrived in Malad. She had to go to the store and I decided to stay in the car. Mom came back with a surprise. Felt like I was five again. Just another reminder of how you can still be a kid once in a while.
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