To my now-grown and relatively independent, non-popsicle eating children:
Does this look familiar?
If my memory serves me correctly, this box of OtterPops was purchased at Costco on a hot summer day in 1997, prompted by the whining and begging of at least two (and more likely four) tag-along kids who really-really needed and pretty-please wanted 200 popsicles.
There are still at least 192 OtterPops still in the box and now I have no idea what to do with them. Do you each want 48 popsicles? Should I Freecycle them? Or maybe use them for wounds and headaches? Should I build an OtterPop castle? Or maybe ship them to deserving and sweaty children somewhere?
I can’t think of many things that have hung around here longer than these OtterPops – certainly not the four of you! How embarrassing!
Or maybe what’s really embarrassing is the fact that we haven’t defrosted that garage freezer since – oh, about 1997.