Visions of pretzels danced in their heads...

Last night when I dropped the kids off at AWANA I mentioned that I was going to the store to pick up snacks. Rylan asked if I could buy the normal kind of pretzels(not honey mustard, my personal fav.)

He then elaborated, " The other kind aren't very good for you. They give me weird dreams. Like giant pretzels above my head!"

Hmmm....