Family Traditions

So, this evening, Brittany, Brooke and I were carrying on one of the family traditions. We were making brownies. (No, that is not the family tradition.) Then, we licked the bowl. (THAT is the family tradition.) As I was getting ready to take my first lick, Brittany said, "It's brown like poop." Thanks for that Brittany. Thanks for being the only one in 30 some odd years who could make licking brownie batter less than exhilarating (except maybe for the time Justin and I licked the bowl when I used olive oil to make them).