Both nights, we enjoyed a lake-side camp fire (FYI, my little sis has fire-building skills) with s'mores. In fact, the second night we added hot dogs and called it dinner.
I don't remember how or when exactly it started, but sometimes Jon and I look at each other and decide something (or someone) is crazy, bizarre, or NUTS, and we mutter, "Banana sandwiches." This term can also describe life in the Bushwar house, so what better title for a blog about the ooey-gooey and the sometimes crazy moments of my life?
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