Memoade. Yes that's what Noah and I made today. I tried about a thousand times to correct him but he still insisted it was memoade and not lemonade. Now all three boys are outside with cups of memoade enjoying the sunday! Not Sunday as we know it but a day to drink memoade in the sun.
Reminds me so much of when he called his twin brother WaWa. I miss those days sometimes.
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