Jun 10th, 2019
I can still hear my mom singing that song to me. I was a Brownie and I can remember sitting in the church basement for my meeting with my little brown dress and bonnet with those bobby pins dug into my head because my hair was so thin.
(On a side note, one year I sold the most cookies, I forgot what I won but I knocked on every door and my mom delivered every single last box with me. I had bragging rights that year.)
Here's a huge lesson I want for my daughter:
We will not do "Flavor o