Daughter has a game she likes to play while we are on long car rides (okay, on any car ride). Whenever she sees a yellow vehicle, she says, “Twinkie!” She’ll be conversing with us, she’ll see a Twinkie, say, “Twinkie!” and then be right back to the conversation as though she hadn’t interrupted the flow.
Last weekend, Hubby, Eldest Son and I went to Fargo, North Dakota. From there we were heading to Aberdeen, South Dakota. We eventually hooked up with Hubby’s parents and our other children in South Dakota. Before we got there, we decided to do a little something for Daughter. We thought she needed some Twinkies, so we bagged some with the camera.
Twinkie!
Twinkie!
Twinkie!
Twinkie!
Twinkie!
Twinkies!
When we met up with Daughter, we handed her the camera and said, “Twinkie!” and let her look through the photos. Hubby couldn’t resist setting up the last picture, although, in the interest of full disclosure, those aren’t actually Hostess Twinkies, but an off-brand of sponge cakes with creamy filling.
Funny. How did they taste compared to Twinkies.
Hubby thought they didn’t taste very good. (I didn’t try them. I was having a Salted Nut Roll.) Also, when he went to pick them up off the piece of cardboard packaging, the bottoms peeled off.
Too funny! I love road-trip car games.
When I was an undergrad, I studied goldfinches for a couple of summers. Twenty years later, I still alert to the noise they make when they fly anywhere near me, so the Twinkie game makes me laugh. Goldfinches are like flying Twinkies!
Oh yeah, also meant to say that I’m glad things worked out okay with your last post. I came in too late to be in on all the drama, but I’m glad there was a happy ending and olive branches were extended in both directions.
Amy – I never thought of goldfinches being like flying Twinkies. What a great image. I love goldfinches, btw.
Thanks for your comments on my last post. I just finished rewriting the entire thing, so if you go back, it’ll be a brand new post with the old title.