Charlie had a friend over the other day while I was having a Blue Igloo meeting. They were all going crazy: throwing clothes at the ceiling fan, playing baseball inside, using horns, and messy of all making a concoction of ingredients in the kitchen. So gross and a colossal mess but they actually drank it.
That night at dinner Charlie tried to share his recipe with his grandfather:
Charlie “Grandpa John, want to hear my secret recipe? It is orange juice, ice, ice cream and…”
G John “Soap?”
Charlie “No, you can’t eat soap, can you?”
G John “No but it would be funny. But it in your father’s drink.”
Charlie “it’s not soap it is popcorn. And you mix it all up.”
G John “Well I would add soap.”