or just plain crazy?
We waited in the the Krispy Kreme drive-thru line for nearly an hour (after 10 PM!)) on National Donut Day to claim our free donuts and take a dozen home. I knew it was crazy, but Ashleigh insisted that we were making a memory. The girls passed the time dancing and lip-singing to others in line from the sun-roof of Dad's car. I guess that qualifies as making a memory.
