When Nick woke up this morning, on his last day of summer camp, he came into my bedroom and asked if his outfit was ok.
He was wearing his s’more shirt (courtesy of Grandma and J. Crew’s Crew Cuts, btw).
To say this kid is in tune with what is going on would be an understatement. I have long since believed he has had a sixth sense, but that’s a story for another time.
Today was my deadline for posting about s’mores for the gang at Hershey.
And Nick started his day with his s’mores shirt.
I hadn’t said a word previously.
Totally ‘n sync.
And not referring to the hotness that is Justin Timberlake and his old boy band.
My “surprise” topic from Hershey was to show you my “favorite s’mores face.”
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