They picked out black sunglasses "like mama and daddy" (even though Cora tried on every pair of glittery or rhinestone-studded pair they had in pink and white and purple...) while out hunting for running shorts for James, and when we later walked into the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory (to reward them for not running around like insane little monsters at the clothing store), James looked up at me and said "Tell that man that we're movie stars mama", serious as can be. What's a mama to do but tell the man behind the counter that we're movie stars?...
Thank you kind sir for humoring us and not giggling.
Those would be chocolate dipped marshmallows on a stick - treats fit for the famous (or infamous...)
The shades stayed on indoors because that's how movie stars roll. OBVIOUSLY.
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