Marshmallows are Pretty Special...Who Knew?

This is one of those stories that I just have to 'write' down to not forget. 

I picked the kids up today at 5:00 and it was starting to snow {yes, snow!!!}, so I wanted to get the kids in the car and get moving.

Step 1 {Get the kids} was successful. 

Step 2 {Get in the car} was not. Drew was having a fit over sitting in her car seat. {We still use the infant carrier and it stays in the entryway at school.} While I was trying to get her to sit down, Trent was standing on a little stool by the door into the school where the security code panel is. He likes to punch in my code and pretend to get us into school. 

I finally get Drew snapped in, and she is now screaming and turn to get Trent, when all of the sudden, he's on his back. He fell off the stool and landed flat on his back. He bursts into tears. I pick him up and start to snuggle him and then grab Drew's carrier. So as I proceed to the car both kids are crying, and I'm carrying both of them.

I get both kids in the car and calmed down. I promised Trent we'd make hot chocolate when we got home to help him forget his head hurt. And this is where it gets interesting. {I'm sure you're wondering 'Where is this going? And what the **** does this have to do with marshmallows?' Stay with me, I promise it's coming.}

Trent asks if we have marshmallows at home, which we do not. We used them for hot chocolate at Drew's birthday party. He proceeds to lose his mind. And begins telling me the following things about marshmallows:

• They look like clouds.
• They are best friends to the other food in my tummy. {WTF?}
• Mom, are you picturing the marshmallows?
• They are so good.
• Mom, I want you to picture a marshmallow. Can you see how it looks like a cloud? Do you understand why they are so good?
• Why do we not have any marshmallows?
• But they are best friends to the food in my tummy.

OMG. I tried so hard to listen to him without dying laughing. Because he was dead.serious. I started to wonder if he didn't have a concussion from his fall in the entryway! Luckily he snapped out of it when we got home. 

But I never want to forget that marshmallows are best friends to the other food in his tummy. That boy.