But you can't take Iowa out of the kid.
Our kids LOVE corn on the cob.
Like crazy love.
I blame it on their Father.
He's Iowa born.
And he can eat corn like nobody's business.
The four of them have cob eating races.
I cook 8...10...sometimes 12 ears.
And they are always sad when it's gone.
Whining for more.
Ostlunds...aren't you proud?
Next time we are all together, it's on.
Like Donkey Kong.
Cause the other thing my kids inherited from their Father...
(PS - um....who saw Miss Cyrus on DWTS last night? Rock.My.Socks!!)